MeMa and my youngest
When my husband and I were dating, she was already at the point of telling the same stories, over and over, but still had a sparkle in her eyes. In recent years she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, which progressed very quickly. We have never lived close enough to witness the decline.
This time is definitely more about my husband and his side of the family. However, she now knows just how I always felt about her. From the moment we first met, she was willing to talk to me and share. Maybe I was just really willing to listen. She took the pressure of joining a family and made me feel like I just might belong. I don't have much to remember her by, except for a few pictures and the conversations that were had. I do have two items that she gave me and they have always been front and center in our home. One sits at our desktop and the other I used to wear daily on my right hand, until I found it to be too fragile for every day wear.
Simply put, she was proof that there are moments with people that are perfectly orchestrated by a higher love when you need it most. A smile, a laugh, a hug, a gesture, a story. My son says I say the same things over and over right now. MeMa was a little older than I, so I guess age is truly is just a number :)
Whatever age and whatever stage you have made it to today, it's a milestone...it's a gift.
Is there something special about someone that you will someday miss?
One of my favorite pictures, my youngest son snooping around at her place.
My oldest son, hugging good bye...the last time.
I will be back soon.