My grandma was the type of person that would give the shirt right off her back. She would do anything for anyone, no matter if she knew you or not. She went to every sporting event, took me shopping whenever I wanted to go, and was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. Every summer as a kid I spent 99% of the time at her house. …show more content…
We found out that my grandma had Alzheimer’s disease. Alzheimer’s disease is a disease that affects your memory and parts of your brain. As weeks and months went by she started losing her memory and were forgetting things. One of the events that changed me was we were sitting at her house and she asked me mom who was the little girl sitting in the living room little did she know it was me. I was 16 years old at the time. Another event was I was outside in their yard and she told me not to go to the road because she still looked at me as if I was three. In February of 2016 she got to the point where my grandpa just could not take care of her on his own anymore and my mom couldn’t stay out of work. We had to put her at Southwood Nursing Center in Clinton, NC. My grandpa went there every day and would spend hours with her. We went every Saturday and Sunday and would sit with her. It was hard to sit there and watch her suffer and to know that she didn’t know who I was. The only person she could remember was my grandpa.
On June 17th, 2015 I was in Raleigh, NC at State FFA Convention. My FFA advisor walked up to me and my best friend and said “Let’s go for a walk.” We walk downstairs of the convention center and he looked at me with tears in his eyes and told me that my grandma had just passed away. My heart dropped, all I wanted to do was fall to my knees and ask God why? Why couldn’t I be there to say goodbye? Thankfully I had my …show more content…
She taught me to live my life to the fullest because one day she was fine and the next day she was sick. She was sick for over two years and then the Lord called her home. She taught me to give the shirt off my back to someone who needs it more than I do. The biggest change for me when she died was I was depressed and till this day still feel depressed sometimes because I can not call her and ask for encouraging words or ask for help. I was worried who I could ask for help or who would be there for me. It’s taken awhile for me to adjust to