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I loved my great grandmother, she was my own flesh and blood and nobody could change that, but now she's gone to afterlife. What I am going to do?

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Dayana Joseph 3rd Torn It was the darkest day of my life, no word could change me. No action could change me. I was to live forever in her gratitude not knowing of anything possible to look forward to. I loved my great grandmother, she was my own flesh and blood and nobody could change that, but now she's gone to afterlife. What I am going to do? My other half is gone, leaving me to this cold, harsh world where everything has a price. My mom's smile shattered into pieces and I could her heart thumping even faster as she was talking on the phone. No one could even imagine the pain that we were going to suffer. As she handed my dad the phone, here face was pale white and her arms were ready to cover her eyes. What was happening? I never knew. The warmth of the beautiful Saturday slowly started to fade away as her eyes were glancing towards our direction. ...read more.

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I remember her exact words she would always say that's nonsense knowing these people just needed money and were lazy to earn it for themselves, but sometimes she was kind enough to give a little share. Even though she was old and brittle she still had a few tricks up her sleeve such as putting shaving cream in a toothpaste bottle and putting hair gel as shampoo. My great grandmother reminds me of fun in the sun, she is hilarious and I love for that humorous personality. It is an awesome sensation to feel the like a bluff master and you can't rid of the truth of being a person who likes to have fun in everyday things. I awoke the next morning and realizing the time I quickly rushed to my parent's bedroom hoping I wouldn't miss my favorite Saturday morning shows. Suddenly I had the urge to go on a walk I quickly rushed out grabbing a breakfast bar on the way. ...read more.

Conclusion

Sitting on the couch my sister thoroughly explained events that led to this cause. Ten minutes before I came, they had received a phone call stating that my great grandmother was in terminal condition and on the last stage on the verge of dying. My great grandmother was an about 96 years old, but that wouldn't stop her from making the best of it. She was in such bad condition that she couldn't remember any of her family members, but she fought the thought of death by trying. She always knew that she didn't have fear of death unless she wasn't living life. In life we have to learn to adapt to changes and to learn from them. Change has impacted everyone in good or bad way and there's nothing we can to undo the past. Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "It is not the length of life, but the depth of life that matters." Life is what we make it, it's not created. Today I still struggle with the loss, but I remember and cherish those memories that I shared with my great grandmother and I will treasure for a lifetime. ...read more.

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