Speechless
by John and Em

Harry Potter is often told that he looks like his father, with his mother's eyes. Our mother was recently told that she looked like her father. Our grandfather is, at the moment unintelligible, often dissolving into fits of frustration in which he shakes his fists and sometimes cries.

He left our grandmother when our mother was not quite eleven. He remarried and was eventually diagnosed with dementia. He can say few recognizable words, although he recognizes our family and becomes upset when we leave.

My sisters do not really understand what is wrong with him. They draw pictures for our grandfather's wall, but are very quiet when doing so. I am equally quiet, but I understand a bit more.

As I conclude this blog, I think of the things my mother has written of before. I think that this will be different.