At first it was just forgetfulness but for the last few months, it has been one of the most horrible and painful diseases I could ever wish on anyone.
I spent the first year and a half of covid lockdown staying at her house and taking care of her (shopping for food, cooking, pressure cleaning house and patio, shoveling snow, etc.)
She was quite ill at that point but we enjoyed having coffee and ice cream every night while we watched Jeopardy, Golden Girls and Wheel of Fortune. She remembered stories of growing up in the 1940s and told stories about her brothers who fought in the Pacific in ww2, and what a bitch her mom was, etc.
I’m pretty bummed, she was a cool grandma and had 8 kids, all of whom went on to be successful, and 20 grandkids. We will be gathering soon to have a funeral and, no doubt, celebration of her life. She was also a hardass but I loved spending summers at her and my grandpa’s house.
I can’t even imagine the shame Joe and Anthony must feel, since they abandoned their own mom for the last years of her life. Moreover, there is absolutely no way Patrick will have any sort of celebration of his life with tons of friends and family there to remember him fondly.
I’m sure I’ll get called a faggot for this post, that’s why I wrote it. Looking forward to some lawfs from the brothamen and, if you’re close with your grandparents and they’re still alive, call them and talk to them.
I spent the first year and a half of covid lockdown staying at her house and taking care of her (shopping for food, cooking, pressure cleaning house and patio, shoveling snow, etc.)
She was quite ill at that point but we enjoyed having coffee and ice cream every night while we watched Jeopardy, Golden Girls and Wheel of Fortune. She remembered stories of growing up in the 1940s and told stories about her brothers who fought in the Pacific in ww2, and what a bitch her mom was, etc.
I’m pretty bummed, she was a cool grandma and had 8 kids, all of whom went on to be successful, and 20 grandkids. We will be gathering soon to have a funeral and, no doubt, celebration of her life. She was also a hardass but I loved spending summers at her and my grandpa’s house.
I can’t even imagine the shame Joe and Anthony must feel, since they abandoned their own mom for the last years of her life. Moreover, there is absolutely no way Patrick will have any sort of celebration of his life with tons of friends and family there to remember him fondly.
I’m sure I’ll get called a faggot for this post, that’s why I wrote it. Looking forward to some lawfs from the brothamen and, if you’re close with your grandparents and they’re still alive, call them and talk to them.
