My grandmother, take care of my brother and me since we are born. Waking up in the middle of the night to feed us, apply oil medication on my leg when its in pain. Taking us to school, back from school. Worried to death when I m lost. When we are older, she ask us about our studies, have we taken our meals. Taking care of us, when we are feeling terrible. After my grandfather passed away, she kept thinking about him every night and day. Now, her memory is deteriorating.... Really getting worry for her, whether she knows where and how to get back to her house. Worrying will she forget us.......
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