My grandmother, Ruth, passed away a few days ago.  I’m heading out to Illinois early tomorrow morning to attend her funeral on Friday.

Unfortunately I didn’t know my Grandma very well.  She lived in Illinois most of her life and we went back to visit her a few times when I was a kid.  She’s only been out to California twice.  When my Grandpa died she moved out here to live with us but only lasted a few months before she missed Illinois.  I was only 6.  She came out here one other time to visit about 8 years ago for a week.

She had Alzheimer’s disease for the past several years of her life.  She got to the point where she didn’t recognize anyone.  She was in a rest home for the past few years.  One funny story about her is that she didn’t think she was a resident there, she thought she was one of the employees and tried to help the other residents.  She was that kind of person.

From the limited amount of times I was around her and from the many stories I’ve heard from my Dad, she was a truly wonderful woman.  Alzheimer’s is a terrible and frightening disease.  We can only hope that researchers discover a cure soon.  It’s sad to think of so many people missing out on their last years of life.

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