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But here's the point. Already, my aunt is to push them out. It is valuable, sentimental things and throws them on the back of my grandmother, or put them in the 'garage sale' pile. Including things that I may have wanted, or Mom may have wanted for sentimental reasons or not. But more importantly, my grandmother is always looking at his house, his house, nearly emptied three more weeks. All pictures have disappeared, but they could be taken in the trip. This house is full of life and history, and now is an empty shell full of ghosts and memories.It is so wrong to see the house of a woman, and built more than 50 years and more removed to reflect. These are not just things. This is his life. After all, it was always that kind of woman who had special plates for Christmas and Easter, which put dishes of candy Thanksgiving Special, which had the Hummels and cups of tea that I so meticulously dusted like a child ... These are not things that you can just throw in a box. It's not that they go that bothers me. My grandfather did not seem to be any more aware, and my grandmother can not do it alone. I realize they have to move. It is a part of life.But what makes me so angry and so upset is to see that life goes by without his contribution. Without honor or respect. Mum has already said something to my aunt, but she made it clear, through many harsh comments that my mother is weak, lazy and unmotivated. This could be further from the truth. Is that to much to ask? A little time to adapt to an old woman? A little respect? A little credit given to a full life? A little sympathy for someone who might not be so quick to turn the page? Sympathy for the separation from the places, things and friends she has known for nearly two thirds of his life?I am grateful that she takes care of my grandparents. I am. But it dealt only with the question of money, not the question of the mind....

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