I remeber seeing the tearso on my grandmothers face when she looked into my eyes for the last time. I still wonder whether she was emotional due to fact that i was leaving Italy , or perhaps she knew when she looked at me that it was our last moment together . Its hard to believe that seven years have passed since i sat with my grandmother on her balcony , seven years since i went shopping with her , and seven years since our last moment together. Finding out about my grandmothers death was the saddest moment in my life . I didn't understand . I didn't expect it to happen , not to me . I wondered why god had taken an important person away from my life , ad for that i felt confused and miserable . I cried for hours that day . Nothing could have brought me joy that day but the presence of my grandmother , but she was gone and i found it hard to overcome the situation. I arrived in Italy two days afteri was informed about the death. Stepping out of the airoplane was one of the most breathtaking moments of my life because i felt her presence when a ruush of muld air struck me aswell ...
After she passed away in 2006 I visited her grave one more time and that was the last time I went. It took me nine years to be able to go back, because I just didn’t want to remember the last days I spend with her. The last time I was at her
I was so young when she passed away that I really don't remember her. This made it hard to relate to my Dad and my brother who were in fact deeply affected by this awful event, and when they talk about her it makes me feel extremely odd. They talk about their memories and the way she was and I ha...
One of my instances was when I happened to lose my pet dog. It was sad because he had practically become a part of the family. We had even gotten to where we’d take him to get checked by the vet whenever he seemed to be in pain or not feeling well. When he died I felt I had lost a friend. Another example for me would be when my dad was in an accident at work in which he happened to injure his neck and break a leg. I didn’t lose him, but just the sadness that came from his accident brought me a huge feeling of appreciation that I still had him and that he was alive. It’s moments like these that give us a different perspective of life. This is one reason I believe the Chinese saying “One must eat bitter to taste sweet” because without sadness one would not be able to distinguish or identify true happiness in all aspects of
My freshmen year of high school I was faced with an unexpected tragedy and that was losing my mom. I was so distraught at first and didn’t even imagine myself speaking at her funeral, but as
When all my cousins and siblings went back inside the house, we were told to sit down and stay in silence. We kept hearing the phone ring but we weren't allowed to answer the phone. I remember one of my cousins leaving to her bedroom. I knew that we had lost my grandma because out of sudden when my cousin left i felt my stomach drop and i brusted in tears. I knew that when she had said goodbye and take care, before leaving to get surgery for her heart that she wouldn't return. It was one of those gut feelings.
When I look over my “ The Loss Of My Sister’ essay I wrote it makes me proud of myself to know I was that strong to write about such a close topic to me and my family. I always wanted to write the story of my sister but I never had an opportunity to. I always kept quite about the situation I went through because I did not want the sorrow and pity from others. When ever I did tell someone that I have a dead sister, they would respond “ I don’t know what to say other than I'm sorry” it makes me feel awkward because I don’t know if I say thank you or it’s okay? Since I wrote about what happened I decided I’d write about how it is now without her.
My grandmother 's death was very sudden and completely caught my whole family off guard because, although she was still very sad my grandpa had passed away a month or so prior, she was, overall, in fairly good health aside from her having Alzheimers. For her funeral, we were all able to attend except my brother, who had just started his first year at NAU literally a few days prior. Although my grandmother 's death was very much more of a shock, it still– at least in my mind– had less of an impact on me than my grandfather 's somewhat expected death earlier that
I miss her and I’ll miss her always. My aunt, Catherine passed away on Christmas 1997, and it was the biggest chock for my whole family and me. I was living in Syria at that time and my parents flew to Switzerland for the funeral.
She said that he had had a stroke the night before. He died in the
This experience was the hardest on me emotionally. As a child, you view your parents as almost invincible and losing them is never a thought that crosses your mind. After my mom had surgery, the procedure caused peritonitis, which is a very severe complication. At the time, I feared losing my mom, but Christ gave me peace in the situation. “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me” (KJV, Phil. 4:13). Through the power of prayer and God, my mom survived the emergency surgery. Even the medical bills were miraculously provided for by many gifts from family and friends. “Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.” (Jeremiah 33:3). The possibility of losing a parent was the most difficult experience of my life; however, during this trial, I experienced enourmous growth in Christ. After my mom healed from her surgery, God called my father to Source of Light Ministries in Madison, Georgia. My family moved to Madison, which is where I would spend the next seven years of my life. My spiritual growth continued a little slower throughout those peaceful
...because of chilly, and wrinkles on her face were deeper. I realize that my grandmother is getting older. After that, my grandmother got disease, and then left. I found the most regardless thing was that she had taken good care of me, but I hadn’t filial piety to her. And I was really appreciated her giving me the naive and happy childhood and recalls. As long as I have recalls of her, I won’t feel lonely.
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.
Pretty much everyone around me has struggled with the loss of a loved one close to them, except for me. A lot of my friends struggles throughout high school from the loss of a friend, grandparent, or a close relative. I never really knew what that was like until my last day of high school. And on the last day, my life completely changed, and what was supposed to be one of the happiest times of my life turned out to be the worst.
At the age of 14, I lost my second mother, my auntie Anitra to suicide. I can really say that it was most difficult time of my life. I wanted to talk to her one last time. The only way I knew how to do that was to talk to her through God. In Revelation 21:4, "He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away." I am a true believer in "God does everything for a reason. " It was just her time to go home. Losing a loved one would cause anyone to mourn all day, but is it going to bring that person back? The person you lost is in a better place now. They 're in good
Everyone has milestone days in his/her life that change the direction of his/her life for better or worse. Let me tell you one of my experiences that I will never forget from when I was 12 years old.