On the morning of Christmas Eve my last living grandparent, Dorothy Loach, passed away. She was 97! She had dementia so she hasn’t known who I am for a long time, but she was always happy. A lot of old people get really grouchy in their old age, but I think my grandma just got happier. My dad made sure she was well taken care of. She had no worries or problems to remember or think about.
I often read about the flu killing people and have always found it interesting since I generally get the flu about once a year. But the flu kills over 40,000 people in the United States every year. Most are babies and the elderly, but that’s still a lot of people.
My grandma was pretty healthy, but when she got the flu she just couldn’t get over it and her body began to shut down. She went peacefully with my dad by her side. Here’s some fun facts about my grandma.
She never drove a car! 97 years and never got her drivers license.
She ran a daycare out of her house for years and years.
She would try to feed me liver and onions when I was sick.
She was sure she was going to win the Publishers Clearing House sweepstakes…but she didn’t want the money for herself…she wanted to give it all to her family.
My grandma was a giver.
Grandma, I am glad you aren’t in any pain and you lived as long as you did. Thanks for always taking care of me when I was sick and feeding my chicken noodle soup when I wouldn’t eat liver. I love you, Chris