My grandma, my dad's mother, was diagnosed with cancer a couple of years ago and my mom was taking care of her. She vacillated between being appreciative and being a total jerk, as was her way. My mother was exhausted beyond belief, so once things were more stable and my grandma was settled back in at home, my mom went out of town for a few days. She asked me and my sisters to take turns going to change grandma's dressings and to check up on her. I went to see her after work one day and found her on the couch not feeling great. She was tired and I think a little bored. I'd brought her water and the yogurt parfaits that she liked so much. She didn't have much appetite but promised she'd eat it later. We chit-chatted a little before we got down to business. I changed the dressings on her chest then off I went to her closet to find a clean shirt for her. I looked through her closet and found this, the softest t-shirt she owned. It also happened to be oddly appropriate for the occasion. She loved it.♥
My grandma's cancer progressed really quickly and she died about a week or two later. She'd always been a difficult woman and wasn't always the nicest person. She had her moments, though, and this was one of them. When I wear this t-shirt, I'm reminded of grandma Eadie's good moments and forget about the rest for a little while.☺
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