[Audience of Two]

Been through this same thing so MANY times at Rest Homes. You made a connection, and that connection may have lingered longer than you know. But as you said, there's no way to know. I played/sung once for a bedridden lady as I know her grown children. Pulled chair up close to her bed, she was a tiny lady curled up in the bed, she stared deeply into my eyes for the thirty minutes. When I was done, she rolled over and faced the wall and never said one single word nor made any facial expressions, just that deep look into my eyes. So what do you do? Keep on keeping on. 

[Seventh Anniversary]

Awesome! Yep, right on. I started late at 48 years old (currently 61), but still playing,enjoying and achieving more than ever dreamed: playing/singing in rest homes for over ten years now, have played/sung in church (inactive right now), for family, neighbor's, and grandchildren and recently started a band (gospel/folk/50's). Although I'll never be at the professional level, I can still "be" . . . .