Fortunate Life In My Life

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I lived a very fortunate life. My life was not perfect, but there wasn’t much I had to worry about. Tragedy had never entered before. All of that changed when I was informed of horrifying news one January afternoon.
There are two days that I can recall perfectly. The first one was the day my granny had a stroke. The second was the day she passed away. I was in physical therapy with my mom for my back. She got a phone call and I knew the second she answered it something was not right. She informed me that my granny had a stroke while taking a nap. It was unclear at that moment of whether or not she was going to make it. I was taken back by the news; keeping my emotions to myself, as I will end up doing throughout this whole process. After the
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So, the second day I can recall perfectly is this one. I was getting ready for school, specifically washing my face when my mom walked in with the news I had been dreading since the start. She told me granny passed away during the night. I stood there, staring at my hands as the water ran through my fingers. I didn’t want to look up at her because I knew I would burst into tears. I brushed passed her and buried my head into my towel until she left the bathroom. My sister was in college and was expected to go to school and as was I. I really thought I could handle it. I went to school and realized there was no way I could be there. For once I couldn’t put up a front, and I called my mom to check me out. That night I was surrounded my family and there was nothing more I could have asked …show more content…
Not a day went by that I didn’t pray to her or think about her. My friends constantly lifted me up when I was down; they were always there to listen even though it was as if I was repeating myself. I cannot begin to thank them for the amount of advice and patience that was given to me. Each day it got a little easier. The thought of her brought me a smile rather than tears. My Granny used to sing “You Are My Sunshine” when my cousins and I were babies. The sun became a symbol of her love and presence in my life. When there isn’t a cloud in the sky I cant help but smile. It’s an unexplainable feeling because I know it’s her looking down from above. She is my beautiful

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