So, my oldest daughter had to come to town to practice. I decided to stay with Grandma and give Dad a break. So, far Grandma has checked on my twice. The first time to see who was in here. You could tell she was tired and I told her to go back to bed. She couldn't understand why Ellis (My grandpa wasn't coming home) I corrected her and told her she was talking about Gary. She was half asleep in a state of confusion.
Later, she came in and said that we were the only ones here. I told her that I was going to finish my work and then go to bed. She seemed to understand and then said..oh, your a teacher. I said yes grandma. The more time I spend with her the more she remembers about me. I get excited each time she remembers something about me. I know in my mind that she will never be my grandma that I grew up with but it makes my heart hopeful. And then I have to realize it is God's way of blessing me with these precious seconds of her remembering one little thing about me. May seem small but it is a big step in my eyes.