Nana’s Touch
On the evening of June 17, 2013, my mother spoke three words that forever changed my life. She said “Madison, she’s gone,” and my stomach dropped twelve feet below the surface and my whole world turned inside out and upside down. My Nana was the first real loss in my life. My family and I would visit room 107 to see her beautiful glowing face every week. I would roll her down to the cafeteria to see all of her friends and play a good old fashioned game known as Bingo and we won every time. Each room she entered lit up like the brightest shining star in the sky.
She was loved by so many. In fact, everyone she ever talked to fell in love with her, starting with her smile. She would grin ear to ear despite how she really felt. She …show more content…
She had a name for each of us, but failed to remember my dad and brother’s name. I was Madison, my mom was Beth Anne, and my dad and brother were both called Steve even though their names are Mark and Tyler. She gave out compliments left and right like people give out candy to children on Halloween night. Nana was my true best friend. She never once let me down or made me feel unworthy, instead she would always lift my spirits and tell me how beautiful I am. On her little brown shelf, there sat an orange and fluffy motorized owl- like creature, known as Furby. He was my responsibility to feed and give attention to because she normally forgot he was there. Furby has been on my mom’s side of the family for …show more content…
She only liked the Pralines N’ Cream and Black Walnut flavors, which are completely disgusting in my opinion. She was an odd ball. We used to spend every Thanksgiving and Christmas with her and her friends. She managed to somehow get presents for all of us. She normally finished her Turkey dinner with a big slice of Pecan Pie. My Nana had a lot of friends, but only a few best friends. She and Ernestine were the definition of two peas in a pod. Robert was like the second husband she never had and they fought like an old married
On the evening of June 17, 2013, my mother spoke three words that forever changed my life. She said “Madison, she’s gone,” and my stomach dropped twelve feet below the surface and my whole world turned inside out and upside down. My Nana was the first real loss in my life. My family and I would visit room 107 to see her beautiful glowing face every week. I would roll her down to the cafeteria to see all of her friends and play a good old fashioned game known as Bingo and we won every time. Each room she entered lit up like the brightest shining star in the sky.
She was loved by so many. In fact, everyone she ever talked to fell in love with her, starting with her smile. She would grin ear to ear despite how she really felt. She …show more content…
She had a name for each of us, but failed to remember my dad and brother’s name. I was Madison, my mom was Beth Anne, and my dad and brother were both called Steve even though their names are Mark and Tyler. She gave out compliments left and right like people give out candy to children on Halloween night. Nana was my true best friend. She never once let me down or made me feel unworthy, instead she would always lift my spirits and tell me how beautiful I am. On her little brown shelf, there sat an orange and fluffy motorized owl- like creature, known as Furby. He was my responsibility to feed and give attention to because she normally forgot he was there. Furby has been on my mom’s side of the family for …show more content…
She only liked the Pralines N’ Cream and Black Walnut flavors, which are completely disgusting in my opinion. She was an odd ball. We used to spend every Thanksgiving and Christmas with her and her friends. She managed to somehow get presents for all of us. She normally finished her Turkey dinner with a big slice of Pecan Pie. My Nana had a lot of friends, but only a few best friends. She and Ernestine were the definition of two peas in a pod. Robert was like the second husband she never had and they fought like an old married