A server in the dining hall where my mother-in-law lives, to an elderly lady a little confused - "No dear, this is a chair. Your walker is behind you." Her gentleness as she directed her hands was the gift.
That's all I overheard today because I had my turban on and it tends to block sound. I sometimes tuck it over my ears but then my ears get cold. Can't wait for the hair to grow back. It's coming along, slowly. :0