My Grandpam My Best Friend

When we arrived, we learned that the game had actually been postponed until tomorrow due to the baseball field being soaked with rain. As we arrived back at my grandparent’s house we received news that changed my family’s life forever. Both my father and I had learned that while we were away for not longer than 10 minutes, my grandmother had peacefully passed away. This news was extremely devastating for us because not only was it my father’s mother, but it was my grandma, who was the one who was always at my baseball games supporting me and was always willing to have me over after my school days during elementary school. As we came to accept the fact that she was finally gone, we were both struck with our emotions. It was a very emotional time for my family and I still have not been able to cope with her being gone. Everyday I feel as if a piece of me is missing and this feeling will probably be with me for the rest of my life because the effect that my grandma had on my life was that devastating. Now as I look back on this day almost exactly two years later, I can still feel the emptiness that I felt on that

The day was February 11, 2007. I had just woken up. I went to my closet to get ready for the day, threw on some clothes and went into the kitchen. The day was dark, the atmosphere had an unusual dreariness to it. My mom was in the kitchen making breakfast for my brother, cousin and I. That is when the phone rang. Every day, every hour that phone rings. I never thought my mom ever gets off of it. My mom picks up the phone and it was like a movie, someone calls and receives horrible news and drops the phone from shock. That was this scenario. My mom could not get off the phone any quicker. She calls for everyone to hurry up and get in the car, dressed or in pajamas. I knew something was terribly wrong, did my father die from a plane crash, or did my grandma fall?

I am very grateful to have many great relationships with my family and friends, but the one that has really impacted my life or has shown me a brighter way is the relationship I have with my best friend. I met her when I was a freshman in high school; we met through mutual

My grandma and I were very, very close when I was growing up. She lived here in town so seeing her was something that my family did very often. Over this past summer I had gotten a moped. Almost every single day I would stop by and me and my grandma would just sit there and talk. We liked to talk about or crazy distant family members and just have a good time. It never got old talking to

After a few months had passed, I remember seeing pictures of hanging up at family members houses and just coming across things in my room that she had given to me that always made me tear up and want to just scream and cry. My feelings are pretty much the same today and when I come across things that remind me of her I still tear up, I just remember she is in a better place now. Losing someone who means so much to you can never be easy. Just writing this story made me tear up and just made me remember her more and more. I don’t know what my life would be like today if I did not have her, like I said she was always there for me and when I was a baby, we lived with her because my mom and dad and brother had just moved from Colorado not too long before and were looking at houses so my grandma let us live with her for a while. My hero is my grandma and will always be her no matter

The part of this that tore me apart the most was that I couldn’t even go to her funeral, it was on the first day of classes, and grandpa told me to stay at college and not go to the funeral because it’s what grandma would want. This broke my heart. I thought I was a horrible granddaughter. I went with my grandpa’s wishes even though it was the most difficult decision I have ever made.

My Great Grandma was my best friend, I’m not sure how else to describe our relationship. She was someone I looked up to and hoped to be like when I grew up. She taught me a lot about life and how crazy it can be. Whenever I have tough days I replay her encouraging words in my head. Towards the end of February of 2013, my family received a call from my Great Grandpa to inform us that my Great Grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. We found this out only a few weeks before we were supposed to head down to Arizona to visit them for spring break. Our family didn’t know how severe it was going down there, we came to find out she was genuinely unhealthy. She didn’t want to leave her room, she didn’t want to complete simple tasks, she would tell

Back in the days, my wonderful Grandmother died in 1980 and left a few things around. My Mother went to her house to find out what she left in her house. I wasn’t born then but my mom told me what happened we really miss our grandmother and how she made us laugh and cry at some times. When my grandmother was alive she used to tell us how slavery was back in the days. We used to actually cry when she told us that we couldn’t believe how they use to get treated back in the days .My grandmother was a helping kind lady that helped us when she could that was the only person that looked out for us. She was the best in the world I know everybody else in the world wish they still have they grandmother. Whenever we didn’t have anything to eat my grandmother would make us something

Before my mom sent me and my dad off to find help, she was on the phone with the roadside assistance which seemed like forever. All of a sudden we then realized the gas station wasn’t that far down the road, at least that is what we thought. We started to walk to the gas station, our foots sinking in the mud, the cold mud rises to our ankles. We immediately turn around knowing that this wasn’t the right decision. The gas station was longer than we thought, it was not even visible. Trudging back to the car we come to find my mom on speakerphone with the phone ringing. It goes straight to

I had just finished my basketball practice. I was feeling ecstatic because I was making baskets left and right like Kobe Bryant. My coach even told me that he has never seen me play like that before. Then I strutted outside and found my father parked outside the school in his large, brown pick-up truck. I hopped inside and turned my seat heater to high because it was frigid, winter weather outside. My dad made some casual small talk, then he gave me the news. He stated in a low, dull voice, “Hey Jack, grandma past away today.”

My older sister called me “have you talked to Mommy? No, why? She is not answering her phone. Okay I will keep calling her phone. Unfortunately, Mom forgot where she lived, she lived alone, a hundred miles from the nearest relative. When I spoke to her on the phone, she sounded feeble, my sister suggested we move Mom to Los Angeles, closer to my sister’s apartment, Mom declined. I called my oldest daughter, “Kich, I will pay you whatever you make in a day to go and see about your Grandmother”, she replied “Mom, you don’t have to pay me to go see Grandma’. Kich called me “Mom, Grandma is so thin, she says she forgets to eat, I fixed her some soup, and watched her eat. Okay, what is the plan, we moved her back to Philly, to her house, where my younger sister and her husband live, she continued to drop weight, however I suggested a in-home health assistant to fix meals and sit with my Mom, my sister and my Mom declined, I told them both I was coming to get my Mom if she did not eat, I received a call from oldest sister, stating my cousin said my Mom was picking up weight. It is so easy to forget that are parents are aging, I never thought my Mom would forget her way home, or forget to eat, I was ashamed, because I took it for granted that she was

I decided to drop out my freshman year of high school. Dropping out of school is because my grandma past on my 15th birthday, but promising me before her death that she would be there with me through my journey of high school. I was at a basketball game when I found out my grandma had fell from using the toilet and couldn’t breath, my uncle "grandpa" was the one at the house with her at the time of her fall. He tried recovering her with oxygen and providing her CPR. He brought her back, but then 30 seconds later she past again. He called the paramedics, they have arrived to the scene immediately after the call. They rushed her to the hospital. I was at the basketball game when I got the second call from my cousins' stating that my grandma

Saturday mornings was our time or more like my time to debrief. The trees hovered over us, along with the identical apartment buildings across the street. Children played games on the sidewalk without a care in the world. Music played out loud from a neighbor’s window, and an ambulance wailed in the distance. Men strolled around, and cigarette aroma filled the air. There, outside of her apartment complex, on the concrete steps we talked. Talking to my grandma was my safe place where I could speak freely. She would make things make it easier with her advice or sometimes just listen. Although she couldn’t relate to many of my issues, she never failed at giving the best advice.

It was May 17th, 2011, it was a normal school day when my brother and I were told that my mom called to say that she was picking us up early. I was anxious, wondering why we were going home early and breaking our usual routine. When my mom came to get us, the first thing that I noticed was that she didn’t greet us with her usual smile. I was 9 years old, very observant, but not able to sense what was to come. We got into the car, when I asked my mom where we were going hoping

It was a stuffy gym right after a basketball game, we lost, but that didn’t phase me it happens almost every game. But my coach who is all about equal playing time gave me ten minutes the whole game. I marched myself over to my mom said hi. My grandma, aunt, and two cousins were also there to watch me play. They told me good job I said thank you and left to grab my backpack. That was the last time I saw grandma, I didn’t hug her or tell her I love you. I regret my decision every time I see her knowing that she will never fully understand what I’m saying.