Once upon a time, in a small urban home, lived a family consisting of five generations. There was the head of boss, Grandma Gloria or MoMo Gloria, who was in her late eighties, her youngest daughter Linda, who was in her early fifties, and her granddaughter Lisa, who was twenty two years old.
Despite their age differences, they all lived together, enjoyed each other's company and created wonderful memories that they would cherish forever.
However, something wasn't quite right lately. Grandma Gloria had been displaying odd behaviors that Linda and Lisa had noticed for a while now. Forgetting names and dates, getting lost in the middle of her sentence, and misplacing her keys and purse became more frequent occurrences.
It was time for the family to admit that Grandma Gloria was coming down with dementia, which was very heartbreaking for Linda and Lisa. They loved her dearly and hated to see her slowly losing her memories.
Despite the hard times that were to come, there was something that Grandma Gloria never seemed to forget, and that was asking her daughter Linda when she was going to get married. This had been a joke in the family for years now, but no matter how much time had passed, Grandma Gloria always asked.
It was a warm afternoon, in the backyard as bbq grilled chicken was filling the air. The family had gathered under the patio to escape the sun. Grandma Gloria was quietly sitting in her favorite chair, putting money in a hallmark card for Lisa's birthday present.
Linda and Lisa were enjoying the beautiful weather with the rest of the family enjoying the bbq chicken Uncle Chad grilled then out of nowhere Grandma Gloria suddenly spoke up, "Linda baby, when are you getting a husband?"
Linda couldn't help but laugh from being embarrassed and look over at Lisa. Lisa stifled her giggles and turned her attention back to her grandmother.
"Mom, you know I don't need a husband to be happy," Linda said gently.
"I know, dear," Grandma Gloria replied with a smile. "But you gone do about that buildup? Well I tried y’all but you need someone to hit the pressure switch so you can be happy before I leave this earth."
The family burst into laughter, and for a moment, everything felt normal again. Even in her condition, Grandma Gloria could still bring joy to the family.
As the day turned into night, Linda tucked her mother into bed, kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you, Mom." She knew that despite her memory fading, her love for her family was still strong and real.
In the end, what mattered most was that the family loved each other and would always find a reason to laugh and smile, even through the toughest of times.