In Memory of My Grandmother
It has been almost a year now since my mom and my sister and I packed the kids into the car and headed to West Virginia for my grandmother’s funeral. We all knew she was fading fast near the end, and my mother was even able to speak to her mother on the phone just hours before she passed.
However, my grandmother did not know my mother anymore. She had been suffering the affects of Alzheimer’s disease for years and little by little she lost parts of her past to the illness. She never was able to remember that I got married or that I had a daughter. She still saw me as a being in my mid-20s.
My sister and I had made her collage of pictures of the kids and labeled them and put them in her bedroom. When I would bring my daughter to visit her dear great-grandmothers, she would look at her and tell her that she “knew those eyes.” She was not sure who my daughter way, but she had conjured up a vague recognition based on the pictures she saw daily in her room.
It’s with great conviction that I can ask you, my readers, to consider participating in the Alzheimer’s Association Memory Walk®. It’s the biggest event in the United States to raise awareness and funds for Alzheimer care, support and research. Over 600 communities play host to the events and you can be a part of a Alzheimer’s Memory Walk in your area. In fact, they still need lots of team captains.
Please, consider getting involved.
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