My parents and I lived a few blocks away from Grandpas and Grandmas. So sometimes I would just walk over there with my brothers and dog and watch t.v. with grandpa. I loved going over there to talk and watch t.v. and eat my grandpa's famous eggs.
When I was 12 years old, my Grandpa was diagnosed with lung cancer. I didn't know what to say or to think. My Mom and Dad told me to spend as much time with him as I could and I did. I stuck by his side throughout …show more content…
I walked into math class my first day of 8th grade. In that class I was called down to the office. I knew something was wrong I could feel it. I got that feeling deep down in my gut. I just wanted to cry because I knew he was gone. My mom picked me up ,sobbing, and I did to. We both lost a best friend that day.
I sat in silence on the way to Grandpa and Grandma's house. When we got there I had the worst feeling in the world walking into that house. I will never forget the sight. My Grandpa with no life in his eyes, laying in bed, cold and no longer living. I was given some time to say goodbye, but it never felt long enough. That day was the last time I saw Grandpa and it was not the way I had hoped.
It’s been almost 1 year since my Grandpa passed away and I would be lying if I said it’s still not hard. Everyday I think of him and everything he went through. He worked so hard to give my family and I the life we enjoy today. The grief will come at random times and will Linger for days, but he never leaves my mind. I love Grandpa so much. He inspired me to do what I love, and I wouldn’t be half the person I am if it wasn't for