Imagine waking up to what should be a normal day in my life only to find out a loved one was gone. About three years ago, I thought that a day in my life would just be a normal day and fun night, but never did I expect to lose a very important person in my life. That day I was supposed to be at home taking care of my grandma; however, I chose to go out with my friends. We were partying, drinking, and having fun. Unfortunately, I ignored my dad’s caring words, “Son please stay home and take care of your grandma for she is ill.” My parents trusted to do a simple task, but I breached the trust. Since the day she was gone, I couldn’t forgive myself for not attending to her when I had a chance to. I felt overwhelmed with guilt because of the decision I made and promised myself that I would never allow this to happen again to anyone else in my life. Though she is no longer physically with me, and I know her spirit would live on forever, and the images of her love would never disappear from my memory.
That day when I was out with my friends, I didn’t see the importance of how much my grandma meant to me until she passed away in the hospital. My friends and my grandma were important to me, but I chose to be with my friends that night. However, I wasn’t able to be at the hospital to share the last moment with her when she slipped away from this world. Sometimes I wish I could whisper in her ears and let her know what a loving, caring, and supportive grandma she was. And other time, I wish I could kiss her on the cheek and look her in the eye telling her “I love you.”
With the death of my grandma, I was filled with grief and pain like someone had taken out my hearth and stabbed me in the back with a pit folk. ...
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..., to give, to laugh, to be happy, to have patience, and the most important of all to live each moment like it’s your last. If she had not taught me these important life lessons, I would not be the person I am today. She pushed me to do well in school. If it had not been for her, I would probably roam the streets and never have the opportunity to write this essay to appreciate her love. My grandma’s spirit inspires me to do well in school so that I would make her happy. She will always be in my heart, and I know that she is watches over me and protects me. Because she is a loving and forgiving person, I feel as though she has forgiven me and I have forgiven myself for not being able to be by her side to bid one last farewell. And I too know that she is smiling down proudly at me from above with love like a bright sun after a rainy day.
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