Sad...
My grandmother died this morning. She was 92 and had been in a nursing home for several years. She was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease many years ago. The disease had progressed to the point that she could no longer identified anyone. Even though we were strangers to her, she always seemed happy to see us. I didn't see her as much as I should have. Of course today I'm wishing I had gone more often. She was in my hometown, a couple of hours away. Two weeks ago I drove over to see her. I'll never forget what are now her last words spoken to me. When I arrived she was sleeping. My brother and mother were with me. My brother joked about one visit actually being equivalent to five visits because each time she opened her eyes it was like we had just arrived. Before we left I stood beside her bed as she looked up and asked me who I was. I told her that I was her granddaughter. She thought for a moment and then said with a smile, "I guess that makes me one lucky Grandma." If I could say one more thing to her today it would be that I am the lucky one...lucky to have a Grandma who loved me the way she did.
I will miss her...
