"Thirty years ago to today Lucy, was the day I lost your grandmother. Oh Irene. Right here in this exact spot, was where it happened. I remember it like it was yesterday,” Grandpa says. He stood about three heads taller than me. His hair was a silvery white color that reached his shoulders. If you look at it long enough it looks like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Then he spoke again in a raspy voice saying: “You would have loved her Lucy. You’re a spitting image of her when she was your age,” Grandpa said tearing up. He grabs a handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe his tears. I just look down at my shiny black shoes. We came from a fancy lunch from a place called Rommy’s Diner. I wore a navy blue dress while Grandpa had a fancy suit on. …show more content…
His eyes light up with excitement. “Lucy she loved riding bikes! That’s all we ever did, and you wanna know what?” He asks. I nod my head furiously. He takes off a necklace with a diamond ring and a locket. When Grandpa opens it, I see a young lady with golden blonde hair and emerald eyes. Oh her eyes were gorgeous. “She looks just like me Grandpa!” I exclaim. He just laughs at my actions. “I know sweety. We used to ride our bikes up and down these roads all day. With her, it was never a dull moment,” Grandpa said. He took off his ring to put it on the necklace. Then he hands it to me. I was confused. “I want you to keep this Lucy. I’ve been having premonitions. I know it’s a big word, but let’s just call them visions from the other …show more content…
People walking by looked at us but we didn’t care. All I cared about was the well being of my grandpa. “Don’t ever forget I love you. This isn’t a good bye. This, this is a celebration. Yes! A celebration of my life,” he says in my hair. He pulls me back wiping my face with his handkerchief. “Are you sick Grandpa? We have medicine at home,” I tell him. He gives me a warm smile. I will never forget that smile. “Lucy, I want you to know however I burn out. I didn’t go out in pain. I wasn’t hurting. I just want you to know that I’m going home. Not with Mommy or Daddy. That’s your home Lucy. Up there,” he paused to point at the sky. “Up there is a place. Beyond those clouds. Like that song on the Wizard of Oz. You will find me over the rainbow with Grandma.” “Grandma? Was she nice?” I ask him. “Grandma was so nice, she bought me ice cream every time we rode by the parlor. Now how about we go celebrate with some Rocky Road?” Grandpa grins. I said yes so we walked to the parlor for Rocky Road and Playdough ice cream. The funny thing is that that was almost fifty years ago. And he was right, a car jumped the curb while he was walking to the bus stop later that
in that high, querulous voice of hers, and Mom had stopped laughing and went into her room’ (King, 5), ‘On one occasion when she was doing this last, Mom had turned white and had gone in and told her to shut up, shut up, shut up! George remembered that occasion very well, not only because it was the only time Mom had ever actually yelled at Gramma, but because it was the next day that someone...’ (King, 6). Another successful aspect of the story was the very detailed description of George’s grandma, ‘Gramma held out her heavy arms toward him from her white vinyl chair that always smelled of the poached eggs she ate and the sweet bland powder George’s mom rubbed into her flabby, wrinkled skin; she held out her white-elephant arms, wanting him to come to her and be hugged to that huge and heavy old white- elephant body’ (King, 1).
Her boss’s husband also cheats on his wife, a similar behavior that Lucy experiences back home when her father begins cheating on her mother. Having traumatic memories from her childhood, Lucy thinks that escaping from her homeland will resolve and erase her memories: “I used to think that just a change in venue would banish forever from my life the things I most despised. But that was not to be so. As each day unfolded before me, I could see the sameness in everything; I could see the present take shape—the shape of my past” (Kincaid, 90).
“Grandma- Stay the way you are, Bella, because you don’t know what such feelings would do to you. Bella- Yes, I do, Momma. I know what other things you’re talking about. Because they have happened to me, Momma.
Life happens, and so does death as it is also a part of life. Moreover, in many cases, some of us will have to go through the experience of anticipating death in ourselves or in a loved one as opposed to a sudden death in the family. In other words, both the family and the person involved start to grieve, even before the parting actually takes place.
With that she told me something to remember about each charm on the bracelet. My aunt had told me of plenty things to remember before this moment, but I knew that this one would be the moment that would stay forever and the one I would share with the world. Everything she told me to remember is something that we all need because it happens so often and quickly.
The world’s two most influential things have done nothing but caused conflicts throughout the years from Helen of troy right down to the Nazi war machines occupations of Europe, no I’m not talking about hay-wire dictators or powerful armies I’m talking about love and hate.
Her mother’s beauty was everlasting until she died at 81 years old. Also, she talked about how she stopped taking her medication and then gradually got better. She had been off drugs for 21 days. So now she could be able to do much more. All that she wanted was to make her husband happy and see how the church she liked and the preacher who would talk to her.
As life comes so unexpected and most often the moments that mark us forever are only known to God, so it would be the last day she would see them alive. It had been the precise day after her graduation party. Anna's mom was heading to work early in the morning, and when she had tried to start her car, she hadn't been able to. The car was not working at all, so her father had suggested they drive together since they both worked in the same direction. He had asked Anna to call the mechanic and have him come by to fix the car. Later that day Anna had heard the doorbell ring. She had rushed to get it, thinking it was the mechanic coming by.
It was a Monday night; I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just completed my review of Office Administration in preparation for my final exams. As part of my leisure time, I decided to watch my favorite reality television show, “I love New York,” when the telephone rang. I immediately felt my stomach dropped. The feeling was similar to watching a horror movie reaching its climax. The intensity was swirling in my stomach as if it were the home for the butterflies. My hands began to sweat and I got very nervous. I could not figure out for the life of me why these feelings came around. I lay there on the couch, confused and still, while the rings continued. My dearest mother decided to answer this eerie phone call. As she picked up, I sat straight up. I muted the television in hopes of hearing what the conversation. At approximately three minutes later, the telephone fell from my mother’s hands with her faced drowned in the waves of water coming from her eyes. She cried “Why?” My Grandmother had just died.
Lucy has since passed away a few years back she was diagnosed with the final stages of Alzheimer 's and stage four breast cancer. When I seen her face staring back at me from the obituaries I did the only thing that seemed right. I dropped to my knees and I thanked God for the Angel he sent me when I didn’t deserve her and I prayed for him to help her find Harry. I knew she was no longer in pain and that she finally had the ending to her perfect fairy tale love. She didn’t have to love me but she did.
What does phenomenal mean to you? One dictionary states phenomenal means very remarkable. My great grandmother was a very sophisticated and remarkable woman. Phenomenal should have been her first name, because that she was. My great grandmother was a rare breed; many do not come like that anymore. Memories of my great grandmother take me to a happy place, and hold a special place in my heart.
“When I get through with you, sir, you are going to remember Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones” (Hughes 2). Later in the story, Mrs. Jones feels
Every single person has their own individual way of expressing their emotions.When I lose wifi connection or when I check my pockets and I don’t feel my phone I feel like I am going to have an anxiety attack. Little meaningless circumstances cause me to freak out on a regular basis. If everything that is important to me: friends, family is taken away from me, I have no idea what I would do because I need their company, their advice and their presence. It scares me to think that one day I can lose everything that I care for, and I personally don’t think that I can cope with a death of a loved one. Death is a scary thing to think about.
Something that I really struggled with was the passing of my Grandmother. She was a strong woman and an inspiration to everybody in my family. I think that I struggled with it because she was a great human being, I kind of looked up to her a bit, and of course she was part of my family. I think that along with her passing, I struggled with the fact that she died when I thought that she did nothing wrong in her entire life and did not deserve to die. Mainly the fact that she was a really good person and she just died like that.
Two years ago today my great grandmother passed away from old age and suffered from Alzheimer’s disease. Although all of my memories with her are vague, I will never forget the happiness that emanated from her when you were around her. Even in her last days, when she could barely remember her own children, you never saw her without a smile on her face. And that to me is something that I will carry with me for as long as I