Personal Narrative: Tuesdays With Morrie By Mitch Albom

His death was the best way to go for a wonderful all round person, sports fan, farmer, and especially grandpa. I was his first grandchild with him almost missing my birth when he had some errands to run, but my grandma told him she wasn’t missing her first grandchild's birth. He was an amazing person and always showed love and care for everybody even with his stubbornness. He came to every game no matter where the game or tournament took place. Like in Tuesdays with Morrie written by Mitch Albom says, “Deaths ends a life, not a relationship” (174). My grandpa and I’s relationship was very strong with me being his first grandchild and sharing the same middle name of his father Henry. When I was growing up, I loved farming with the big tractors and combines. Every chance I got I would ride up in the tractor or combine with my grandpa and be out there for hours and stopping to eat or when the day ended. We would always see lots of animals like deer, rabbits, squirrels, skunks, and even some coyotes. Once I started playing sports we would have long conversations about the games and always thanking God for the chance to be able to play. I would never want to end those rides and get jealous when my brothers or cousins got to …show more content…
My dad was the middle school’s vice-principal and came inside the room and needed to see me. It was strange for him doing this with him knowing I was taking a big test. He pulled me in an empty room and broke the news that grandpa died sometime in the morning. My grandma’s last words to him were “I love you,” and the two went to sleep. My grandma woke him up to take the countless medicine for his diabetes, depression, and other medications for his pain. When the two went back to sleep my mom walked in a couple hours later and noticed my grandpa hadn’t been breathing. It was such a peaceful way to die and next to my grandma who he loved so