A week ago, my grandmother got a stroke.
My grandmother is 96 years old. She has always managed themselves. Never been sick ... just been a wonderful person with a very warm heart.
She has never advanced to the laughter. And I have so many great childhood memories that I experienced with my grandmother.
Grandma lived in the same house as we are and we've always had daily contact.
When I was a little girl she taught me so many things....
to sing beautiful songs ... she taught me hand-work ... she taught me what was right and wrong.
My grandmother ....... I love you.
For one week, she has now been on hospital. She is moving away from us.
I can accept that. She is very old and a bit tired.
But I can not accept that she is lying there completely knocked out and not able to do anything anymore.
She needs help with everything ... just everything.
Strangers take care of her. And they do not do it well. My little grandmother should not have to put up with this the last thing she does in life.
So I pray to God ...... take her home ...take her home.....
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