Anonymous wrote:My grandma lived to be 101.
She almost always in later years would come to the driveway to wave goodbye as I drove off. Even when she had to take a scooter to do it.
I knew somehow she wanted that to be one of my enduring memories: grandma, smiling and waving goodbye.
When I think of her, I always think: "She went with me as far as she could go." And that truth gives me peace.
This is really beautiful, PP, and made me cry.
I am struggling a little myself with my elderly dad with Alzheimer's and an elderly mom in denial. My kids are upset when they talk to him as he's barely there. I hope their memories of him are of him in good health, not like he is now.