Melissa Ugelow
A Story about Grandma
By Melissa Ugelow
My last visit with grandma was December 2018 into January 2019. She was living in her first assisted living home in Arizona, and this was the worst that I had seen her with her memory. After seeing her daily though, by the end of my visit she began to remember that there would be a younger woman who would show up in the afternoon, and that younger woman loved her a lot and she loved that younger woman too. One day, after trying to feed Ian and me all her candy that my parents bought for her earlier that week, we were sitting in her room talking about grandma’s legacy. I told grandma she had 3 children, 6 grandchildren, and 3, soon to be 4, great grandchildren, and even more children and grandchildren through marriages. She looked at me with such light in her eyes, and I told her, all of us are here because of you, grandma. And grandma looked at my mom, my dad, Ian, and me, and with her big beautiful smile simply said, that pleases me. Even when grandma was unable to remember exactly who we all were, she was so proud of all of us and loved all of us so dearly. We were her family, and that is all that mattered.