Friday
Defrosted my grandparents freezer. Just so that they would feel better about giving me money. It is so difficult to see them now, they seem to get so old so fast when I am away. My grandma have started to tell me stories about when she left Germany or when she was a little girl. She told me about her first husband she had in Germany, who she basically married to get money during the war because he had to be in the army and fight for the Nazi's. She told me once again about her long journey to Denmark, where she was in a refugee camp for 5 years, but then she told me about when her mother died. My grandma was 12 at that point, and her dad had no clue of how to take care of kids or himself. My Grandma had to do everything at home, and then he got a new wife and she had to move out from the house to leave room for the new lady's family. Such a Cinderella story, but she still smiles when she tells be about how she used to wash her feet in the lake during the summers, or how the ducklings used to crawl up in her lap when she was napping in the garden. She is turning 90 this year, and she is one of the most positive people that I have ever met. To her I am always the most beautiful person she has ever seen, my brother is the most kind boy she can ever imagine, my father is the best that has happened to my mom and my mom is her pride and joy. She is getting old, and her dementia is becoming more and more apparent. She hates it. I know that if she could, she would take her own life. She has fought her whole life for freedom. She escaped the Nazi's, left the refugee camp, left her employer who was an alcoholic. Came to my town, found refuge and a home. But now age has cut her wings, and it pains me so much to see her suffer. She is so strong, and so beautiful. This should not happen to her, it should end quickly and with more dignity, she deserves that after all the horrible losses that she has faced during her life.
Still, I cannot imagine the day she leaves earth. I will be so devastated. But she will become a star, that much I can promise her. Even if that star will be placed on my ankle, it will be hers.
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