granny
...ve to the basement because of her, but my sister didn't mind because she loved her as much as I did. We all loved her; both of my sisters, my brother, my dad and John her boyfriend. But I think the one who loved her the most was my mom. The five or six weeks, maybe less, I can't remember, she stayed in our house it was my mom who took care of her. There was a nurse, of course, who came every second day to help her, but most of the time it was my mom who helped her eat, who gave her the medicine, who was just sitting there holding her hand or reading her from the Bible. It was my mom who gave her a little bell she could use during the day when she needed help. It was my mom who installed a buzzer at her bed which sound she could hear upstairs in my parents' bedroom at night. And it was my mom who was there with her, holding her hand when she breathed out for the last time. I remember coming back with the medicine, running fr...