it was because I was searching a bit for me.
I knew that I loved being a stay at home mom and that spending each day raising my babies was the best thing in the world.
I just knew that my coveted role of Stay at Home Mom, volunteer in the classroom, go on every.field.trip type role was changing as the kids grew.
And at the same time,
I found myself caring for a very special person who had always been one of my closest friends-
my grandmother – who had dementia.
In July, I partnered with Balsam Hill to give back by helping raise money for the Alzheimer’s Association – and that post really summed up so much of what I wanted to share about Grammy and the good that my Balsam Hill family is doing and I am sharing it again as part of a campaign to
give back this holiday season.
and my grandmother was no longer here.
I would write about something simple- a favorite sofa, a way to arrange plates or a new thrift find
and this blog was a doorway to finding me just a bit.
And in that spot in blogland- I met you.
And other bloggers.
And found this amazing community that I didn’t realize that I was missing.
in this post Now I know where to find Me.
Grammy and I were incredibly close from the time I was born,
and when we moved to the area we live now
it was to be close by so that my children would be able to know my grandparents
and my grandparents would be able to enjoy them.
It was also so that we would be able to help out if we needed to.
Nothing drastic at first, but when a Fire Department in a town 30 miles away
called me one morning at 6 am to tell me that Grammy had driven into their fire station in the middle of the night and didn’t know where she was –
we knew that something wasn’t right and discovered that she had dementia.
But she was still Grammy.
Her personality and smile and laughter and funny things she would say were there.
And her hand felt the same in mine as I held it when we walked.
Though as much as she was the same, she was different.
She didn’t recognize people, or realize when her husband had passed earlier that year.
She didn’t remember that she had two children or even know where she was most of the time.
But she was still my Grammy to me.
She passed away this week 7 years ago and I think I will always miss her every single day.
If you would like to read more about Grammy –
you can find it here-
It is a post I wrote after she passed just a few weeks
after introducing her to you-
but know that it is not a happy decorating or light hearted post.
I cannot read it even now without crying.
My grandmother lost the memories of love and marriage to my grandfather,
memories of raising their children and the moments that make up life that were special to them-
and so much more.
Maybe the only blessing with this disease is that when it progresses far enough, they don’t usually realize that they don’t remember and that seems to be easier for them- though admittedly that becomes harder on family members who remember them.
SO easy for you to make a difference.
Every comment here on my blog will gift $2.00.
So comment away!