Have you ever lost somebody very close to you? It hurts pretty bad and if you haven't had to go through that you should be very thankful. And never would I have thought that a pain could last as long as it has. Memories are never forgotten words go unspoken and lots of things change but I will never forget what my dad meant to me. Never in a million years have I ever even dreamt of something like this happening but if I could take it all back would I? Yes of course if I could do anything to take it back I would. My dad had a huge impact on me and my family and every single memory I made with him I promise you will never be forgotten. My whole family new that my dad had cancer and that he wasn't doing well my mom and dad told us kids everything …show more content…
I went out to where my mom normally picks me up and it wasn't my mom it was a close family friend. I got in the car and then we drove home no words were spoken not even hey or hi. I got home and walked inside and immediately new what was going on because there was a hospital bed in my living room. For the past nine months I had known that my dad was going to pass away my mom told us it could be sooner or later or about nine months. I stood where I was for about thirty second then it hit that it was actually happening all I could think about was how nothing would ever be the …show more content…
They took him away and we watched everything it all felt so unreal as we saw him go and from this point on we knew that we would never see him again. My dad meant the world and much more to me. The few next days we were setting up for the funeral which was one of the worst parts because everyone always came up to me and said are you okay and I think it was pretty obvious that I wasn't but according to some people it didn't seem to matter what I was going through. Since than I can honestly say my family has changed so much and i've learned on how to appreciate the little things in life. Since he's been gone it's definitely been a lot different and I can't honestly say that I liked it but without this experience a lot of things would be different and it's not that i'm happy he's gone it's that i'm happy to have experienced such a great life lesson and from now on I will cherish everything and never take anything for granted but from this i've learned a lot and that's the story of one of the worst days i've ever experienced. Cherish your family
It was July 22nd when I got the phone call that my great grandma was in the hospital. It was so shocking to me I didn’t even know what to think I had just been up there to see her two days ago prior to then. My dad had called me and told me in a calm but of course I know my dad to well to know that he was calm but actually pretty scared and frantic. I was at work and a perk to my job is that I work at a family owned business that is actually close to my family.
On February 2nd,2011, my father passed away. It was 3 pm on a Wednesday. My mom, my grandma, my bother and my aunt were all out in our garage talking. My father was in his hospital bed resting. I was giving our dog a bath. My grandma told my mother that she had a headache and asked for Advil. My mother said she needed to check on my dad anyway and went to get her some Advil out of their bedroom. She put her hand on my father 's chest and there was no heartbeat. My mother started screaming. We all ran to see what was wrong to find my mother with her head on my father 's chest. She was crying saying “there is no heartbeat” over and over again. I couldn 't even cry. I was in so much shock and I needed to be strong for my poor mother. I think my brother knew that he needed to do the same for my mother and I. He looked at me, went over to my mother and pulled her away from his body. He said “That isn 't him anymore, mom. He doesn 't have to suffer
Nearly 5 years ago, Friday October 5th 2012 to be exact, I reached a pivotal moment in my life. I remember this day vividly, as if it were yesterday. I was walking out of a doctors visit at my campus clinic when I had an epiphany that lead me to surrender my life to Christ. The next Sunday, I went to church and solidified this commitment during altar call. Prior to this moment, I was living a life that could only lead to two places, jail or death. A complete contradiction to the life I had planned for myself. I was no stranger to Christianity, I grew up in the church and both my parents were ministers. I knew a better life but consciously chose a different path. When I got to college, everything escalated to a whole new level. My life began
We all know that family should be cherished but, unfortunately, it wasn’t till I lost my grandpa to lung cancer for me to recognize the true value of a family. Being a bratty teenager the day before he died we were all supposed to go to my grandmas house
The fear and panic experienced through this time not only changed me, but it affected everyone else in the family, my mother especially. Losing a child is so physically and mentally draining, especially for a
I lost my role model, my best friend, and my only living grandfather who I called “Papa”. My grandfather was the only family member at the time that I felt like I really connected with. We both had a love for airplanes and flying itself, we both were fascinated by lighthouses, we loved
Many changes for the good and some were bad but, there were some learning experiences that help make me a better person. The events in my life, was dealing with the Birth and The Death of my first daughter.
My parents had go to Switzerland the week after for the funeral and the family. We had school going on and my parents decided to leave us with friends and go by their own. I stayed at a very good friend of mine, and my sister at one hers. They left and, where going to stay there at least a week. The time I spent there was really hard. Not only because the most helpful people I could have been with where away but I kept on having flashbacks.
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.
and I cried for a very long time, and my parents just kept on telling us that it was okay. I felt especially bad for my brother Will because he had a very strong connection with my grandpa and thought of him as a super hero. My mom and brother went up north that night because they were going to see all of my aunts and uncles. The whole next day at school I cried and cried and Mrs. Upp, my fourth grade teacher gave me a hug. When I got home from school my brother and mom
I did not know that his life would make a giant impact on my life. He was not there to help support my heartbroken mother and father. My life existed to comfort them with
Life has its obvious defining moments: graduation, fighting illness, experiencing success, bouncing back from failure. But what is it exactly that defines us? Some say it’s our actions. Or perhaps our intentions? Is it our thoughts, our attitude, or maybe just our day-to-day outlook on life?
I felt angry that this was happening to me, and i started to take everyone i knew for granted. I would have people walk up to me and say how sorry they are, how it should've never happened, that it wasn't fair, and if i needed anything than let them know. But i just shut everyone out, even the one i needed the most, my mom. And before. I ruined friendships that i needed, lost respect for myself, and all of this happened because i realized that from the beginning of my memories with my dad, i would take him for granted especially the last month with him.
I went to sleep by myself out of that whole house everyone was up all night in the living room of her house. When I woke up I put my depressing black dress on and we left for her burial memorial.it was my first time at a funeral. Then it hit me if she is gone then I can’t see her ever again, well until I pass away. That is when I started to cry I realized that the last time my brother got to see her was when he was crying all I knew off at that moment was sadness. I couldn’t breathe either from me sobbing so much.
Barring a few unfortunate individuals, for most of us our family is an integral part of our lives. No law in this world can defy this fact. The moment you enter this merciless world, where each man is for himself, there are some near and dear ones out there who leave no stone unturned to ensure your happiness.