My grandma had dementia. She kept thinking I was my dad because we looked alike. Her thoughts were very out there. It's saddening to see. Sometimes she'd be happy, and those were the best moments… even if she didn't even know what she was happy about. Sigh… I miss my grandma.
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Maverick The Insane
Sep 01, 2014 at 10:42AM EDT
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