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Winter is a beautiful time of year. It is filled with holidays and joy. It’s my favorite season because I have great memories with friends and families. I enjoy the little things like having a snowball fight or building a snowman to our annual gift exchange on Christmas Day. I have this wonderful memory about when I spent Christmas over in Durango, MX with my distant family members such as my grandparents.
It was a beautiful Christmas Eve morning. The sun’s reflection bounced off the white puffy snow.
The reflection created many different colors from the whole rainbow spectrum. It absolutely felt like a winter wonderland. There wasn’t much wind going on, however, there was a slight breeze that created a magical effect with nearby trees. They seemed to be waving “Hello”.
My grandmother walked outside soon after. Her eyes sparkled with joy. She was amazed by the tremendously great weather. She began to mumble, but I couldn’t make sense of it.
I asked her to repeat herself, but she seemed to be talking to herself. There was an adorable little pathway through the snow. I grabbed her hand, and we went on a walk.
We headed down this pathway that leads to the barn where the chickens were located. She took a deep breath. I looked at her with concern. She smiled back. We didn’t speak a word on our way to the barn. My grandmother tends to smile when she’s around strangers or when she is uncomfortable.
The lack of conversation just made me think that she had no idea who I was.
My grandmothers suffer from Alzheimer’s disease. Her memory comes and goes. Often times she seems disoriented or distracted. However, that didn’t stop me from trying to engage with her. I remained positive and encouraging with my body language and gestures.
We finally arrived at my grandparent’s yellow barn. It looked very worn out and very rusty looking. We opened the eight-foot door to take a peek inside. My grandmother just busted out of laughter when I took a wrong step and slipped on the frozen ground. I stood up, and smiled at her. Her eyes started to water up, and she looked down for a couple of seconds. She reached out and hugged me.
For a split second, I thought she regained some of her memory, but she quickly got distracted and started to try to pet a chicken. Even though I didn’t accomplish what I wished for, that touching moment where she thought clearly enough to take the first them and hug me really gave me hope.
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