Personal Narrative: How Death Changed My Life

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Many people have lost loved ones in their lives over time. It happens to everyone. For some it may have had a little effect on their life and others it could have changed their whole perspective. It just all depends on the trauma of the experience. Now I have had loved ones who have passed away but one person in particular who was very close to death changed my perspective on life.
July 1st, 2014 was the day when something terrible happened to my family and I. I was on my ordinary routine and went to summer weights in the morning. My mom at the time woke up and her whole left side of her body was numb and she could barely comprehend things. Yet she still drove me to weights and went on to work. Since that morning I knew something was wrong but I tossed it in the back of my mind and focused on getting stronger and fit. About an hour after working out we were changing rotations when an adult ran up to me and grabbed me making me run. The lady took me around the high school corner and there was my grandma. I could feel in my stomach that something was wrong. All that she said was that your mom was in the hospital and then we both ran to the car and left. …show more content…

It was only me and her, and the doctors wouldn't let us see my mom. I held back the tears that were trying to come out and just focused on getting my brother and dad to come out of work. When they showed up the doctors let us come in one at a time. When I came into the ER room my mother was lying on a bed staring at the ceiling. I tried to talk to her but she couldn't talk. It took everything I had to not stop and cry in that very spot but I just gave her a hug and left the room. The doctors werent telling us anything until they said they were going to transport her to the Wesley Medical Hospital in Wichita. So they loaded her up in an ambulance and my dad and I followed while my brother went home to take care of

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