Facing loss, preserving life

Naomi, Sage, and Chaussette by the stream at her house, early summer 2013

Naomi, Sage, and Chaussette by the stream at her house, early summer 2013

Having an infected tooth pulled is bad enough, but promptly fighting a round of pneumonia is another thing, especially when one is 93 years old. The pneumonia battle is almost an annual thing for my grandma Naomi by now, and she’s always had an almost supernatural ability to heal. This time, though, it’s different; even when or if she recovers, her failing eyesight has combined with her failing health to guarantee an end to her independent living, and her spirits are low as a result. When my son and I visited her on Tuesday, she was as pale as the sheets, a breathing mask over her face, looking OLD–a surprisingly new development for someone her age. I had my camera but didn’t dare–or want–to take a picture. Instead, I want to remember her as she was just weeks ago, so I’m going to post these pictures from the beginning of the summer. I’m using pictures of her with my son, Sage; she spent 30 years working with Head Start children as a Foster Grandparent, and while her love of children is always apparent, it’s especially evident when he’s around. No matter what happens in the next few days, this is how I want to remember her.

Naomi and her great-grandson on a swing at her house

Naomi and her great-grandson on a swing at her house

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