Grandma Argyle holding Marné on her blessing day on December 30, 2007. One week ago, my mom was still in town. She had come for two weeks to help get things ready for my sister Julia's wedding in April. Marné and I had so much fun with my mom. We love when she comes to visit us.
My mom came down last Friday and brought her mother, my Grandma Argyle, with her. Grandma lives about an hour away. I don't see her as frequently as I should, and there is really no good excuse for that. Grandma has Alzheimer's disease and is continuing to go downhill quickly. Sometimes I barely remember what she was like before she got sick and started forgetting things. Mostly what I remember is how much fun we used to have together. We would play games, and Grandma would laugh until she cried. She made the best, most delicious food. I always wanted to taste what she was cooking. I used to spend the night at her house with Julia. We would all sleep in her king size bed and explore her huge house. We always had the best time. I love her so very much.
Grandma Argyle adores Marné. She loves to hold her and play with her. She was sitting on the couch, and Marné wanted to sit on the couch too. The two of them sat there for a long time playing together. It's one of those memories you never want to forget - the two of them giggling at each other. Grandma said over and over how cute Marné is, just like her mommy. Grandma is becoming like a little child again. Marné will never really know her. She won't remember her. I'm kicking myself for not taking a four generation picture while she was here.
It was so good to see Grandma. I don't know how much longer she'll be around. I don't want to miss the opportunity to brighten up her day. She needs it. I had seen her a week earlier at Julia's bridal shower. That was the first time she didn't remember my name. She has twenty-something grandchildren! I don't blame her one bit. She is so sweet and innocent.
I am lucky to have all four of my grandparents still living. I have enjoyed so much getting to know them as I have gotten older and can appreciate them for who they are. They will all be here for Julia's wedding. I can hardly wait.
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I read a story once about a woman who was caring for her father, who had Alzheimers, and she also had a young child. She talked about the similarities between the two of them--and about how the two childlike people in the home got along so well together. It was sweet. You'll probably get a chance to see similar things.
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What an awesome picture! It's very heartwarming to see love crossing mental and age barriers :)
my grandfather has began to show signs of alzheimers and it is very hard to take. he doesn't remember who we are when we visit him, and if he does, he gets confused - like thinking my brother is my dad, or my aunt is my grandmother.
your grandmother is lovely.
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