ALZHEIMER’S DISEASE; LOVE AND LOSS AT CHRISTMAS

SOMETIMES I COME ACROSS A STORY THAT  TRULY MOVES ME.  JESSICA TRUETT GREW UP IN KENTUCKY. HER  MEMORIES OF HER DEARLY LOVED GRANDMOTHER DOLLIE  CAME  STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART. THEY  WERE  ALSO BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN.  IT IS A PRIVILEGE TO SHARE HER ARTICLE  ON MY WEBSITE.   DOLLIE  DIED  FROM ALZHEIMER’S DISEASE ON MARCH 4 2016   RIP

This will be the  first Christmas in my thirty two years without my Granny.

Jessica, aged three, with her beloved Granny.

Jessica, aged three, with her beloved Granny.

When I was a little girl she used to go by my bedroom window with our sled and shake bells, pretending to be Santa. And right away I would close my eyes and wait until Mommy would wake me up and tell me Santa had visited.

One year I wanted a Sally Secrets doll soooo very badly. Every time the commercial came on, I’d say; ‘That’s her, that’s the one I want!!’

Little Miss Sally

Little Miss Sally

That Christmas morning, Mom woke me up…Santa had come! I opened all my presents, but no Sally Secrets doll. I was heart broken.

Well, we always had Christmas dinner at Granny’s, where she had her famous dried apple stack cake every year.

Apple Stack Cake.

Apple Stack Cake.

We had to eat before we opened our presents, and I was still heart broken about the doll I wanted so badly. When it was time to open presents we all gathered around Granny’s beautiful tree (it was always so beautiful, like one on TV). She handed my mom, my uncle, brother and everyone their gifts, then she handed me one. It was gloves and a hat. I looked at her and said, ‘Thank you Granny’, and smiled. There were still presents under the tree, but none with my name. Then, when everyone was cleaning up the paper she looked at me and said, ‘Jess, we missed one.’  She smiled that beautiful smile, and handed the box to me. I opened it up, and there was my Sally Secrets doll. I yelped with excitement, and said, ‘Oh Granny, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!’  And I gave her a big hug. She said, ‘And you thought you weren’t going to get her.’

That was the best Christmas ever!

Last Christmas her Alzheimer’s had progressed so much, she just sat in her wheelchair staring blankly. I hugged her frail little neck and held her hand the whole time I was with her. She suddenly  looked at me and said, ‘Up on the rooftop.’   I smiled and replied, ‘Click, click, click.’  

Granny said,

You’ll never stop believing in Santa, will you little girl?’ 

I don’t think Santa can bring me what I want, Granny’. 

What’s that?’ 

‘For you to come home and fix that apple stack cake for me.’

‘Apple stack cake? What’s that?’

‘Oh, it’s the best cake in the world, Granny, made by the most beautiful woman I know.’ 

She smiled, giggled a little, and kissed my cheek.

granandjessica

I miss her, God I miss her.  Alzheimer’s sucks! It does more than take away memories, it takes away love, and heart too.

EDITOR’S NOTE –   Yes, Alzheimer’s and all other  forms of dementia steal so much.  However, Jessica’s memories  of her grandmother’s love and big heart will last forever.

As an Australian, I had never heard of Apple Stack Cake   The making of it appears to be rather time consuming but  it does sound delicious.  Layers of buttery dough  are separated  by  a filling of reconstituted dried apples, spices and molasses.

HAS  YOUR FAMILY  BEEN TOUCHED BY ALZHEIMER’S OR DEMENTIA?  PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE A MESSAGE IN THE BOX BELOW. DON’T FORGET TO COMPLETE THE ANTI-SPAM SUM BEFORE PRESSING ‘SUBMIT’.

 

2 Comments
  1. I have included your blog in Interesting Blogs in Friday Fossicking at

    http://thatmomentintime-crissouli.blogspot.com.au/2016/12/friday-fossicking-16th-december-2016.html

    Thank you, Chris

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