Grandma has dementia. She thinks it's funny to flip the bird.
She likes my boys. She eats a tub of margarine a week. She used to smoke.
Once upon a time she was sharp as a tack. She was one of the first females to be ordained an Episcopal Priest in the 1970's.
Now she sits in her room and knits all day long while watching TV.
She lives with us. It's not easy sometimes.
Sometimes she is like a broken record.
Sometimes she can carry a conversation.
She can't remember that conversation for more then 5 minutes.
Incontinence is a bitch.
My house smells funny now.
But mostly,
I'm glad she is with us.
I'm glad we can take care of her now.
We might not be able to do it forever, but we will do it as long as we can.
