The Love for my Elders

It's beautiful to see my grandma's reaction when she walked through the front door to find me standing there.

I was the surprise. I came home for her. I wanted to see my grandma recently diagnosed with Dementia light up the room. Yes, I know she drives she drives her children and mostly her husband crazy, but when she sees her grandchildren, everything is like the way it used to be. So I guess you can say that I'm one of the few who can balance her mood swings and I feel lucky.

But the person I worry more about is my grandfather. He is the one waiting hands and knees to every demand my grandma makes. Recently, we hired an aid to help out them so my grandfather doesn't have to work himself dead. But, as helpful as the aid is, grandpa is still doing everything my grandma asks him to. This included a 2 am trip to Walgreens.

I don't want to lose them because I'm afraid if I know they're gonna pass soon, that I will distance myself naturally when I really don't want to. I want to be there for them. I want to call them frequently. I want to show them that I love them instead of always worrying about my work and what I need. I'm afraid they're gonna be gone before I know it. And that thought alone...scares the life out of me.

Sam