And it keeps going on.
About five years ago ML began to loose her memory. She wasn't able to do things she used to.
She couldn't drive.
Her " buffers" were gone. She would say whatever came into her head and it wasn't always nice or pretty.
She forgot names, places and dates.
For a long while she could only remember things that had happened long ago.
Anything new--gone.
During this time I was often angry and upset with ML. She was turning into the type of person she did not want to be.
I struggled.
Do I try and embrace this person she is now or do I stay loyal to the person she was?
And then at the end this sweet, person emerged.
She let me in.
She was kind and gentle.
She didn't always know her grandchildren BUT she did know she was someone special to them and treated them as such.
Now we left with our grief.
We grieve the sweet person she was in the end. The one who was in pain and we are relieved she is not suffering anymore.
And slowly, very slowly, bit by bit we begin to grieve the ML we knew and loved.
The ML she was.
And with that, we grieve the things she lost in the last years of her life.
And we can finally start to remember the "fun" ML.
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