I Was Lying On The Beach Listening

I was lying on the beach listening to the seagulls squawk and the waves crash. I ran my fingers with chipped robin egg blue nail polish through the sand, I had known something was wrong, so I wasn’t surprised. I just didn’t know how to react. My parents read my blank emotion as grief, but honestly, I was just tired. Sharing a mattress with my little brother took a lot of work, and there was a flock of birds outside of my tent that held a concert around 6 am this morning. My brother paused for a moment, and then asked if he could still build a sand castle. My dad nodded yes, before getting up with him and running down the hill to chase the waves. My mom sat there looking at me before saying
“She’s going to be fine, Rhiannon.”
“I know” I replied. I kicked myself for months after saying that. I don’t know what I should’ve said, but I wish that I had acted younger at that instant. My grandma was fine, she went through chemotherapy for a few months, and then life started to go back to normal.
My grandma has been forgetful and easily confused for as long as I can remember. She could always cover up her flaws because she was always so strong, independant, and witty. But as time went I watched her strength deteriorate, but everyone assured me that it was just the chemo, and that she was fine.After she had been in and out of the hospital for the past year I noticed her wit regress.
I was never specifically told that my grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer 's, but I knew. She