On the day of his surgery, I woke up, took my little sister to school, and headed to the hospital. My mother told me if I could get there before eight that …show more content…
For the first couple days he was asleep, but on the third day my mother said he was more aware of everything. My grandmother and I went to see him together. He had the ventilator mask on his face, all the wires imaginable, but he appeared to be asleep. As my grandmother and I stood there, she told him that she loved him and he opened his eyes slightly and looked at her. I am not usually one to let my emotions get the best of me, but in that moment, I couldn’t control them. I stepped out into the hall and began to cry irrepressibly. My grandmother followed me moments later and told me that he had watched me walk out the …show more content…
I couldn’t help but notice the overwhelming scent of cleaning products and feeling of the slight breeze. I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that he was proud of me or of how happy I was to know that he did. I went back to the waiting room and I hugged my mother. In that moment, I realized that no matter what happens in life, we should tell the people that matter to us, that they matter. We should embrace the things we have because one day they may not be there. I now understand that family is something we should never take for granted, because we are not promised forever, but we can take the time we have and make it last an eternity. This is the most important thing I have learned in my life, and I am so thankful I learned it so early in my