My Grandma has been in-and-out of orientation. She conscious, but mostly disoriented. One evening, her two great-grandchildren came and shouted ‘Tuama’ loudly. The next thing that happened was amazing, she woke up, called their names and told them not to cry. They were crying when they saw Tuama lying on her bed.
I just want to write a little today. I just want to be grateful for that one moment of seeing my Grandma awake and being present with us.
Have a good day!