Today, my mom came upstairs while I was cleaning my room and told me she needed my help. I was confused for a second, but then followed her into the basement and into the back room. She said we had to take my grandmother's clothes to a homeless shelter... that they would need it much more than we would. It was such a weird sensation though, the
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Your grandma's situation is uncomfortable however you look at it. Giving away her clothes is almost like giving away a part of her. At least you know it was for a good cause. My grandpa has alzheimer's but at least he still remembers who I am. Apparently he has deteriorated terribly since I last saw him and that makes me nervous to see him again.
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He isn't that bad. He just eats ice cream galore and sneaks in drinks of whiskey like a little kid. He just sits there placidly now so I am told.
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