My grandma is fading away, she won't admit it, but we can see it. Her day to day is not what it use to be, she just sits and waits. In my heart of hearts I know what she is waiting for, but we don't discuss it. She is still the woman full of pride and would never admit defeat. She is so filled with pride that she refuses to get a hearing aid, so we have to
This past week paramedics visited grandma who was dangerously close to a diabetic coma, she thinks she is fine. We know she isn't. My mother thinks she is getting better everyday, we know she is not. The rest of us are watching the two matriarchs of our family live in a world that doesn't exist. The world where everyone else is wrong. We fight, a lot. My sister fights more than I do, we feel guilty for not helping. They won't let us. They win the fights, so we don't call and we don't visit.
Old. Something we will become one day. Don't stop your family from loving you, don't keep them away, and accept help when you can no longer help yourself. Are you listening? Can you hear me?
|Grandma's 91st Birthday July 2011 (she wouldn't let us take pictures this year).|