I Lost My Grandma's Assisted Living Home

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Have you ever lost someone really important to you one that could never be replaced? I lost my grandma Madeline a little over a two year ago and it impacted me very strongly. It all started on a cold Saturday, September and it was a pretty normal day for me same routine as every week to go to church and come home then take a nap, rest and chill for the rest of the day. I felt pretty normal like it was another day of life and I was happy because I was having a good day. I thought nothing bad could ever happen that September day. Suddenly the phone rang and my dad picked it up it was the secretary from my grandma's assisted living home. The lady on the phone talked forever but little did I know she was informing my dad that my grandma …show more content…

My dad went into my grandma's room alone because the secretary said that they hadn't taken my grandma to get cremation place and my sister and I were scared of seeing her dead for some reason. So the waiting game began my sister and I talked about all the fun times we had with my grandma while my dad went into her room to start cleaning her room and getting stuff ready to get packed up. About two hours later a guy came with a cart and took my grandma away to get cremated. He asked us if we had some last words we all said no and he drove the cart away. As he took my grandma away I had a sad feeling inside one that was really hard to explain but it hurt a …show more content…

We started to clean up her room and going through all of my grandma's stuff. We saved some stuff and got rid of other stuff. As I went through her stuff it brought back so many great memories and a gave me a better feeling about all the death and stuff. when we finally got all of my grandma's old stuff to the car I took one more glance at the place as we drove away. I thought to myself we would never go there again hopefully. As we were on our way home crammed in the car we talked about all the great memories we had with my grandma and how much we had fun with her. The sad thing that for some reason was she was so close to her birthday and almost could have made it a full

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