
Well, my story probably isn't as home-touching as the stories of some people, but I feel that, being an Alzheimer's disease awareness thread, it would be appropriate for me to share it here.
It was my friend's Sweet 16 party, and she had her grandparents over to celebrate. The grandfather was very excited, and recognized me and many of the birthday girl's friends; however, I cannot say the same about the grandmother. Whenever I entered the kitchen, she would ask, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" I would always reply with my name, and that it was her granddaughter's 16th birthday. After many of these same conversations, I could not hold back my tears, feeling very sorry for my friend. I apologized to her, telling her that I shouldn't be crying at her party. She accepted my apology, explaining that she was startled at first, as well, when she found out her grandmother had developed Alzheimer's. She was a little girl at the time, and so, growing up, she began to adjust to her grandmother's condition. It just tugged at my heart, knowing that she could never truly develop a relationship with her grandmother like other granddaughters could. It made me appreciate all the love from the family members around me much more, and how blessed even those who suffer from this condition are, with family members who love them despite their inabilities.