My Grandmother, my Family Heart
A significant, memorable, challenging, possibly life-changing event in my life was when I visited my grandmother at the hospital and she died one day after. She had a kidney problem and she got it removed, then she had to get a new one. But her body couldn’t handle it. What was most challenging for me was going to the hospital and seeing her in the hospital bed. I didn’t like it and it hurt me when I saw my grandmother sick.
My grandmother’s address was 638 N. Trumbull, and she passed away in St. Mary’s Hospital. It was around 12:00 in the afternoon, it was in the fall and it was hot out outside. I was 14 years old and my birthday was right around the corner. I remember the hospital smell and my most memorable thing about my grandmother is when I and my brother took a picture with
my grandmother at our church banquet
After I saw my grandmother at the hospital, she passed away and that was the last time I hugged and kissed my grandmother. Through this experience I received and gained a lot of pride and strength. My grandmother raised over 30 grandkids and 15 children all including sons, daughters, grandkids, friends of the family, and kids around the neighborhood.
Last year was a big tragedy for me and my whole family. My grandmother was the heart of my family. I was very close to my grandmother and she always is a big part of me. She was loving, kind hearted, and she always put other people before her. She had this walk, when she walks in a room she glooms. She believed in God and her strength was that care of her kids. She wore a fancy wig and when we would go to church, she would wear classy dresses.
She was a good person to be around and everyone loves her. God challenged me in this situation. When she passed away it was hard on me because don’t nobody ask me how I felt.
