The Meaning Behind Dragonfly

Improving the World of Dementia Care

 To offer individual consulting services, support group facilitation services for adult children and spouses, and dementia education for frontline staff and informal or family caregivers.

While many find it uncomfortable to experience sadness, grief, and loss, we find it meaningful, valuable, important, and rewarding. So, with courage, we begin our journey by sharing the personal meaning and “why” behind the name of Dragonfly.

I’m not sure if it’s hope, denial, or maybe a mix of both.

My mom’s birthday was April 14. In 2019, the weeks leading up to her birthday were complicated with her medical emergencies, really hard decisions for my father regarding her care, and eventually a transfer to the local Hospice House in their small farm town.

One of my mom’s favorite things was to be outside to enjoy nice weather, the view over the farm, the sun, her nicely manicured yard, and her flowers. So before traveling to sit vigil with her, I found a small crystal dragonfly figurine and it felt like something she would enjoy.

Mom wasn’t able to unwrap my gift, so I unwrapped it myself and quietly set it on a corner counter in her room, where it stayed for just a few long days that bulged with emotions, reality, grief, and plenty of behaving nicely around a lot of people–when all I really wanted to do was be alone with my mom.

Grief makes you do strange things, like insisting on purchasing a birthday gift for someone who is actively passing away. What is that refusal in us to change a routine unless it’s official?

A year later, when my husband was looking for a perfect opportunity to propose to me in Door County, WI, we were sitting on a wooden bench on a beach. One or two dragonflies flew around the nearby beach grass and I pointed them out to Mark as he knew they reminded me of my mom. Moments later, Mark proposed, knowing that the time was right because Mom was near for such a huge event in my life. She would have been so thrilled to see her daughter filled with such joy!

And so, dragonflies continue to be a bit of a nod from heaven.

They remind me of my mom’s pride and joy in her four girls. They consistently show up at beautiful and meaningful times, and I silently greet them with a warm smile and loving memories of my mom. To be honest, they also remind me of the hard times, filled with grief, goodbyes, and lots of tears. Both are important things to hold on to at the same time.

While working in memory care communities, caregivers would tour the community with the ambassadors, seeking the best place for their loved ones. Being introduced to them, I found that one of the most empathetic things I could say in such a brief encounter was, “If you are touring here, that tells me you must be in the weeds of caregiving. It is nice to have you here, and if you ever would like to chat about your role or dementia, I’d be happy to spend more time with you.” 

Every time “in the weeds” was mentioned, there appeared to be a physical and emotional reaction as if to say, “Ah! You get where I’m at!” Upon one specific interaction, a gentleman confirmed that he was in the weeds and stated, “The weeds?!? It feels more like a swamp!” While daydreaming about a name for this business, I vividly remembered that comment, and I googled, “How do you walk through a swamp?” To my amusement, I found a Wikihow page giving specific instructions on how to walk through a swamp, and all points coincidently relate well to being a caregiver for someone with dementia. 

One point towards the end of the steps encouraged swamp walkers to occasionally stop, look up, and look for something beautiful. It was suggested that swamps are typically not beautiful. Still, in all reality, if you look carefully enough, you may find a pleasant surprise–to which I thought dragonflies are the exception! They are the beauty in the swamp alongside brightly colored wildflowers.

I suggest that amid the thick weeds and messiness of caregiving, there are opportunities to see or experience something beautiful. I take it upon myself to make sure you occasionally stop, stand still, look up, and see something beautiful. 

-LaVon K. Lenaway