Today, people on SNS have been flooding timelines with posts honoring moms and it's so nice to see something unrelated to the government even just for one day. The power of mothers! I saw posts for my cousins who are now moms themselves. I remember the time when we were just kids and they would visit us to celebrate this day as our grandmother lived with us. (Actually, they visit us every Sunday. Or we would have a big family outing, just swimming or barbecue or fishing. Road trips and food trips were fun too. I miss those days.)
Anyway, there's this expectation that grandparents usually live with their daughter or the eldest son. My mom is the only daughter and by default, my grandma chose to live with us and it was awesome. You know how grandmas spoil their grandchildren. It was always an adventure for me. I think she was the one who made me fall in love with crafts and appreciate arts. She's one helluva creative and resourceful lady but I didn't know she had a secret until I studied psychology in college. She was a hoarder. I didn't mind going through her stuff and she let me. She finds joy showing me her things and to me, that's super awesome. Until Alzheimer's. Her dementia started when she was about to hit 70. At an early age, I'd learned how painful it is when someone starts to forget. Forget people, places and things. Eventually, she forgot how happy we both were when we go through her collections and creations. Later, we had to declutter her room and take away her things for her safety. As we took away her things, little by little, her memories were taken as well. She was 94 when she went to heaven.
How my mother (and father) took care of my grandma is just a testament how great love is. My mom is just human and she has shortcomings as well but the patience and humor dealing with her mom just proved she's a superhero. My parents are just amazing people. How blessed are we because we were born. We are all children of superheroes.
