my positive journey
| The journey for anyone can tell a story nobody can write. No matter what we all hold something more dear than words can display.
Spent the day with nanny and she is becoming quite afraid of her time left with us. She is almost 94 now and getting quite weak. Love her soul, she still wanted to go out yesterday and shop. Slow and steady we took her for groceries because she wants to be independent. Not sure how that works because she needs us to go for sure.
She is weepy and like a child needs her naps. Time is turning back for her and I see her little face as a needy child.
I hold her hand when we go out to keep her steady and to make her feel safer while out. She squeezes my hand so tight it turns white, or her arm in hooked into Mike arm and she is so proud to be walking with such a handsome young man. yes my husband. Her grand son.
We sat and had chicken and salad and cake back at her place and while sitting she took my hand and rubbed it like I was a child. Her smile and teary eyes, her soft ways of explaining her fears make me realize that she is really thinking that she doesn't have much time left with us.
I told her no matter what I will be there and I will hold your hand.
I only pray that it won't be sudden and that she will know i was there holding her hand.
For her, it's a feel good thing
love you nanny