About two years ago, my grandpa started to lose his hearing and memory. My mom was getting really upset because my grandpa means the world to her – and to me. I started to ask questions about what I could do to help him. My mom didn't really have any answers at the time, so I came up with my own way to help.

Every week I drive him to the store so that he can get his groceries. His arthritis is getting bad, so I also go over once a week and clean his house for him so that he doesn't have to. Every time I go over there he always puts a big smile on his face and tells me that he appreciates what I do! It makes me feel good that I can help my grandpa in a way that makes me feel special to him.

Ashley
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