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My teacher asked each student in my class to pick someone to be their valentine this year, make a card, and write about them. I picked my Grandpa.
When Grandpa was younger, he used to play dollhouse and tea party with me. But he is sick now. He has Alzheimer’s disease, which makes it hard to remember who people are and other important things.
I remember the first time we visited Grandpa at the nursing home and he didn’t know who I was. It hurt my feelings.
“What a pretty little girl,” said Grandpa. He asked the nurse who was pushing him in a wheelchair, “Is that your daughter? Why is she crying now?”
Mommy explained that he couldn’t help it. I understand that now.
Anyway, I think my Grandpa is the best because he still tries to play games with me even though Mommy has to explain to him that I’m his granddaughter every time we visit him. I can’t imagine how scary it must be for him to not remember his family. That’s why I decided to visit him on Valentine’s Day to tell him that he’s my valentine this year.
“Thank you for picking me,” said Grandpa. He gave me a big hug.