My Mother : My Great Mother

People go in and out of our life. I have experienced these different losses throughout my life. I remember it was during the summer of second grade right before third grade when I lost my grandfather. I cried for days and when I first found out I chose not to accept it, but later on I realized he truly was gone. I still remember his smile, his laughter, and his kindness and I continue to remember these things because they're the only way I can hold on to him. A different kind of loss I experienced in my life is when my best friend Mahru moved away to Kazakhstan while I was in third grade this loss wasn't permanent, but it wasn't temporarily . These things taught me that people leave but, they are never truly

The experience of a person losing a loved one is very difficult to accept and then cope with. “He gets all teary telling about the good times they had together, how her brother made the war seem almost fun.” pg. 67-68 (Tim O’Brien). Losing someone close to you is hard to accept because once their gone things don’t feel the same anymore and you just can’t stop thinking about them and the memories you guys shared together. It’s also very hard to cope with because you’re so used to having that person around and when their no longer there you feel so empty and that feeling is so horrible. Having to deal with the fact that someone who was so special to you is no longer there isn’t easy to accept.

My great grandma has always been nice to me. No matter how sick she gets, she never stops doing things for other people. Every morning people come over for breakfast at her house. My great grandma cooks all the food for them. She is always going to church or praying to God. This is why my Great Grandma is my Michigan Hero.

She was always there for me and still is. I had one other living grandparent she didn't want to have anything to do with my family for reasons we could not understand. About two years ago she had a heart attack and wanted to see us, so my parents dropped everything they had going on and drove to Nevada to see her. We stayed in contact with her until we went to visit her for the last time. She had a stroke and wanted to see my dad before she died, so we cancelled what we had going on and drove to see her. The night we arrived in Reno to see my grandmother she died. I learned how my parents will do anything for family and that we have to be there for eachother no matter what. No matter how bad we mess up family will always be there for you in the end. And that is all that

When I was fourteen I started making excuses to stay with my grandma as much as I could, whether it would be joining clubs, working football games, or just that I wanted to see her. I hated living with my mom and step father. He would go into a drunken rage and I was always his target for bullying so my grandma would gladly take me in. She would hold me when I wanted to break down and cry from the way he would treat me and promised that she would help me in anyway possible. Times that my step father would say something demeaning and hurtful towards me she would be right there to pick up the pieces and put him into his place. She took me in shortly after.

My relationship with my paternal grandparents was interesting to say the least. Growing up I had a warm relationship with my grandfather who passed away when I was in 5th grade. His passing was the first time I had to consciously confront death in my life and it was a difficult time for me. The relationship with my grandmother evolved over time. I was not one of the favored grandchildren growing up and that was made clear to me in both word and action. The conservative politics of my maternal family that shaped me growing us served as a triangle that caused anxiety between my grandmother and me. Additionally, my grandmother’s relationship with my father, along with her dislike of my mother, was a contributing factor. However, something shifted during my college years. My grandmother and I grew close in the last years of her life as I became more liberal minded and she began to appreciate my musical talents. Her passing from stomach cancer came as I was transitioning between community college and my first year at Wayne State University. It was a difficult time and the loss also furthered the distance between my father and me.

When someone you love dies, you don’t lose them all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time. Many people do not know what to expect when a Loved One passes away. It can be very difficult to overcome. We don’t want to forget them, but on the other hand, thinking about them could lead to eternal grieve. Have you ever lost a beloved and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? Well, I have… Then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish, you had back. You start talking to them in the belief, they can hear you, and sometimes you have those moments, where you can feel and see them. Exactly this situation, the

The last memory I have of my grandmother was sitting in the hospital eating a gross turkey sandwich, but I didn’t care because I was with her. My grandmother was the kind of person that didn 't care what was going on around her as long as she was with family. She was thoughtful, caring and forgave you no matter what the situation was. She helped to raise nine children in a small two bedroom house, 12 grandchildren and four great-grandchildren. Home cooked meals were her pride and joy and what brought our family together, especially during the holidays. On Christmas every year we would bug her to get a real tree but she would refuse because she didn’t like the mess of the pine needles. We would talk on the phone every week even if it was just for a few minutes. My

Recently I started thinking about all the people I have to be grateful for. I have a lot of them and I know I would not be in the position I am in today without their love and support. It's due time that I give them the respect and acknowledgment that they deserve.

An inspirational person is someone who motivates, uplifts, and makes one want to achieve a goal and my mom is a person who exemplifies those qualities each and every day. My mother, Janet, inspires; she was always by my side fighting my cancer with me my senior year of high school. She unconditionally loved me, uplifted me, and without her I do not know where I would be today. To be unconditionally loved is something we all need as humans. To be loved by our mothers is even more important. A mother’s love is different from any other love and expressing it is easy. Her love is shown through hugs, words of encouragement, constant support, and always pointing me in the right direction. When my mother uplifts me she keeps me positive, she helps me when I am down, smiles constantly, and encourages me. Not having a mother would be like going days without breathing. My mother is part of me, and when I was battling cancer, she made all the difference.

First, there were certain times when my grandma had taken care of me while I was sick or needed her. I used to run high fevers when I was a kid. There were times when I couldn’t wear anything but a t-shirt with over a one hundred degree temperature. She cared about the importance of our family and put us before herself. She would stay up with me all night to make sure I was comfortable and safe so my parents could sleep. The amount of love and perspective she had shown and given me makes me want to follow her footsteps in my future.

It can be the worst and most shocking experience, when you lose a beloved person, no matter how tough you are. It would take time to get through it, until you learn to accept it.

My grandparents and I were always very close. My mom’s parents both passed away when I was a baby that is why I spent a lot of time with my father’s parents. I loved sleeping over at their place, on the futon in my dad’s old room to get woken up by

My mother is one of the best mothers in the world. She always makes sure I have everything I need for school such as pencils, books, computer. My mother also helps me with most of my homework. My mother as provided entertainment for me such as ps4 and Xbox and games for my ps4 and my Xbox. My mother is loving, helpful, respectful, loyal, she kind hearted , and she always has a smile on her face during high times and low times. My mother cooks, clean, and does the chores for everyone in the house and go to work. My mother has two jobs and still finds time takes care of two kids still find time to do all these things all in one. My mother is the best mother a kid could ever ask for. She makes the best foods every and she went to college to be a chef the first two years of college. She says sometimes it is hard for her because she lost her driver's license and does not have a car anymore and taking care of two kids two jobs and having to clean the house and cook on a daily basis. She still the best mother in the world to me. She is the best mother in the world in my book.

My Interest Catcher Hasn’t everyone had that moment when they just feel the need to say, “But Mom!” Topic My mom is my favorite, because she has MP1 great movie taste, MP2 is always there to help, and is MP3 very supportive of my decisions. Personal Reflective Statement She has always been there for me, whether it was with an ear to listen, or a shoulder to cry on.