Take your cues from her.
Ask if you can paint her toenails or rub glitter lotion into her dry skin and scalp.
Take her for walks/rolls around the garden or hallways and talk about all of the driving debacles you've each had over the years.
Bring her funky sheets.
Have you and your friends write her a love letter with all of the things you're proud of her for, or what she's done that was impressive and/or funny and meaningful on a top sheet so she sleeps surrounded by love at night.
Most importantly, laugh and cry and show all of your emotions. Nothing hurts worse than being treated with kids gloves and to know that people aren't being genuine.
And my kids at work say, "Don't sneak something bad into the room. If you've got to do or say something that's going to hurt, don't just sneak, okay? And you'd better bring a really, really cool band-aid."
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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