I went to visit Grandma today. It's been inappropriately too long since I last visited. She didn't remember us except for one brief moment during the visit. She didn't remember anything that I talked to her about the past.
I decided that memory and hearing made conversation impossible and sitting there doing nothing was just too awkward, so my mom and I sang hymns. Grandma kept wanting us to sing another one and she said, "Thank you" at the end of almost every one.
She didn't remember me, my mom, or any of the past events I mentioned. But when I sang Jesus Loves Me, I saw her lips moving as she tried to "sing" along.
I hope if I can only remember one thing at 92, that it would be the words to Jesus Loves Me...ya, that' would be a good thing.
And when it's time to die,
And when it's time to die,
And when it's time to die, Give me Jesus.
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