So I find myself falling hopelessly behind on my life's travels. I could document each event and emotion. I could ponder over everything that happens, but I think I'd rather apply the thought and the time to select things, the things that I find important and feel inspired to write about.
This seems like quite a grand introduction to a post that will probably disappoint, but I guess that's how things go. I received some pretty horrible news a couple of days back, regarding the health of my grandmother. Due to a series of small and one large stroke, she is now paralyzed on one side, and has no memory whatsoever, long term or short. What I hate is that I've already learned to cope with my other grandmother (my mothers side) not knowing who I am, due to Dementia, and although I know I will, I really don't want to have to do it again.
Those two parts of my life have now pretty much been erased, they are not the grandparents I knew and although my love and support for them is still there, I find it so hard to visit them. I can do nothing but continue as I would and love them, despite these new found difficulties. I just find it hard to imagine how she must feel.
This post has a rather low tone, and I'm sure my take on the whole situation will adjust with time.