The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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Get to view a different perspective of a dear friend facing his grandmother's death at a young age due to a disease.

It was a Friday morning and Andre woke up in a very jolly mood. Andre spends his weekends in a guitar music institute. As always, he wakes up early in the morning and leaves with his dad to work which is very close to his music institute. But on this day, his father decided to visit Andre’s grandmother in the old age hospital prior to going to work. 

 It was very obvious to his dad that his own mother was in her deathbed, but Andre had no clue of Alzheimer's disease was. When they arrived at the old age hospital, one of the nurses recognized Andre’s father, pulling him to the side and whispered something in a very low voice. When his dad returned to him, Andre noticed that his father’s mood transitioned into a peculiar, depressed one. As a child, he did not question his father’s emotions. The nurse invited them both in. Andre’s father told him to keep a distance from his grandmother due to her condition. Andre peeked and saw his grandmother lying there very still as if she were in a coma. Her eyes were wide open and she looked at him and smiled. He immediately ran and hugged her tight and started crying. He began feeling emotions of agony, emotional pain and distant from his grandmother. His dad, startled from Andre’s actions, pulled him out of the room. Andre tiptoed to the room again and took one last glance at his grandmother as if it was his last. 

 The day carried on and Andre found himself unable to focus on his guitar lesson. For some reason, he had what they call “butterflies in his stomach” and was experiencing emotional distress but attempted to ignore it. After his lesson, he rode the train home. Once he entered the house, he noticed that his mother was silent and was not acting normal. He went up to her and asked her why she was being awkward. In a very low tone, she replied, “Andre, your grandmother has passed away”. Andre, unable to form words, falls right in front of his mother’s feet and begins crying. He feels a sudden cringe in his heart and felt as if a part of him was lost in an abyss. His mother tried to comfort him but he kept on repeating, “It will never be better”. For the first time in Andre’s life, he experienced the reality of life and loss. 

Alzheimer’s disease

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