I work in a large facility. We have many residents with dementia. Most of them continue to say they want to go home. We change the subject and try to distract them until they think of something else.On Friday when I was getting ready to leave, one of the residents wheeled up to me and asked "When can I go home?" I her "Tomorrow". Her face lit up, she grabbed my hand and told me she was going to light a candle for me and tell the big man upstairs to watch over me. I thanked her and off she went down the hall smiling until she ran into another staff member and asked him when she was going home. Thank goodness he said "Tomorrow." i hate to lie, but I'm pretty sure God'll forgive me this one.