Love Personal Narrative
It's been about ten months since my grandma fell and about eight months since she has seen the inside of her home. It's been about two weeks since I've seen her but it's been about five years since the last time she remembered my name. It's been hard seeing someone I love so deeply go through such an awful thing, but I've learned to look at the good things and try to find ways to learn from the bad. My grandma has Alzheimer's Disease and I'm not at all ashamed to admit it--I'm proud and I'm blessed. I'm blessed to be able to spend every weekend with my grandma and I'm proud to have a mother who can care so much for someone who doesn't even remember her.
Kost, Kerstin R., "A Love (Un)forgotten (2008)" (2008). The Valpo Core Reader. 89.