Personal Narrative Essay

It all started with a call that my grandpa was in the hospital very unstable. We went to the hospital to find my grandma being tougher than ever, as always, trying to be strong for the kids. After a few days in the hospital the doctor claimed we could take grandpa home and keep him at bed rest with a hospice. It was a change nobody was ready for.
By this time, it was no secret what the near future held for my family and I. There was no need for anyone to inform us. Although we knew this day would eventually come, our consciousness didn’t eliminate the emotions that followed. This was just another example of the unknown. Just like anything else in life, from the miracles to mysteries, and even misfortunes; we are never quite sure when they will invade our lives. My family was uncertain. However, it’s clear that although my grandpas spiraling trials affected our lives undesirably, his life in general, had a much greater effect on each and every one of us.

My aunts, uncles, and grandma were surrounding the bed, and everyone else crowded in the doorway. Everyone sobbed and prayed. I will never forget the words my aunt told me. She was in the room with him, just the two of them and she was talking to him. It was right then and there where he took his last breath of air, and she witnessed it. She told me “we now have an angel watching over us” I will never forget that.
I will never forget how strong my grandparents were. My grandpa for sticking it out when the doctors thought his time would come sooner, and my grandma for staying strong for all of us. Not once had I ever seen my grandma cry, until the day my grandpa died. You could tell she was trying so hard to hold it back, but couldn’t. My heart broke seeing the pain my grandma was enduring. I have grown so much more respect for my