Annabelle is almost eighty years old legally blind, and has Alzheimer's, she lives in a special home that specializes in helping people who suffer from Alzheimer's retain their memory for longer. She also suffers from anxiety, so whenever she forgets something, she gets stressed out on what she was going to ask. She'll go nights without sleeping, worrying about little things such as traveling, and future plans. Her husband died four years ago, and she still cries if anyone talks to her about her husband. She goes through her day forgetting events that happened minutes prior.
Selma is my other grandmother. She is ninety years old, still drives her red Chevy, and is completely fine. She spends all her money and time going around the world on small cruises. Her husband died last year, yet there is no sign of love or sadness when you talk to her about him. She lives in a small house right down the block from John's Creek and she lives alone with one cat named Sasha.
You would probably think that Annabelle got what she deserved, that karma finally caught up with her. The truth is that Annabelle has always been my favorite grandmother. She was a wonderful mother to my mom and a wonderful grandmother to myself and my brother. Annabelle says "I love you" constantly to my family not because she forgets saying it the first time, but because she doesn't want us to forget how much she loves us. Not only does she show an infinite amount of love to me, she also cherishes the moments my family is together, and finds peace in just sitting silently next to me.
Selma on the other hand has never loved my family. She constantly comments on how much better my aunt's family is than mine. Comparing grades and accomplishments between my brother and my cousins. She lives down the road from my house, yet she never visits. Even when I was younger she would give my cousins the paint, and the art supplies, while I got the crayons and the old coloring book filled with pages that were already half way done with being colored.
Obviously I have a favorite grandmother. There is no excuse for the actions Selma has done to my family in the past. I just wish Annabelle was healthier and happier than she is now because she sure as hell doesn't deserve what she got.


