My Grandma, Wilma Pierce, is well into her 80’s, but has sadly suffered significant memory loss and severe dementia (kind of like Alzheimer’s) for the better part of the last decade. The last few years have been especially bad.
She can barely recognize her 3 children, but not their spouses, even though they’ve been part of her family for more than 30 years. She does not remember her grandchildren, let alone their spouses or children.
Well, small miracles still do happen.
This Christmas, while surrounded by her family (and their families), she had an awakening. She was the life of the party, telling jokes and stories, lighting up the room.
It was only for a few, short hours. After dinner she quietly regressed into her now normal state of dementia.
But during that afternoon, my sister Ashley had the camera rolling at just the right moment, and captured the sweet, tender essence of our Grandma:
When the gates swing wide on the other side
Just beyond the sunset sea
There’ll be room to spare as we enter there
There’ll be room for you and room for me
For the gates are wide on the other side
Where the fairest flowers bloom
On the right hand and on the left hand
Fifty miles of elbow room
Grandma – I’m afraid you won’t have that much elbow room when you soon reach Heaven. People will want to be close to you.
What song will YOU be singing in your Golden Years?