Pain so deep, a feeling like you have just been stabbed, the knife ever so slowly turns ripping your flesh, working its way to your heart. You are suffocating what is pushing on your chest. Tears fall, there is no stopping them, a waterfall, but at the end of the day it has dried up there is nothing left but emptiness. The funny thing is that you do not care; you just wish that you had died instead of grandma.
Not enough time to love, to talk or to see each other. Hold their hand and tell them how much you loved them. First, your thoughts are that you will never see them again. You question your faith. Is there a god? Is there really a place that we all go? The truth does not really matter at this point; you have to believe that you are going to see them in heaven. Those of us who are left on earth need something to believe so we can go on living.
Grandma, when she passed away I felt my life die a little with her. I lived with my grandma and grandpa when I was young. They rescued me from tragedy. They loved me and never made me feel like I was anything other than their own child.
I live in another state now but I loved calling home for the holidays and asking grandma for a recipe, she was the best cook. She used to write books and songs and poems. I would get up for school and on the table; I would find the poem, which she had written me before she left for work.
The last time I was able to go back home and see my grandma, I swear, she knew it would be the last time I would see her. I walked through the front door as I had done so many times before, but this time she was crying and just would not stop hugging me.
I think the greatest thing we can do for someone we lose, it to remember them. We carry on a certain habit, or tradition. Our DNA, that's right. They will always be a part of us and in our children.
Whenever someone in my life dies, I have a squirrel come to my house. I know it sounds funny but where I live there are no squirrels. No matter what happens from now on I know that my grandma has come to show me that there is another place. I saw my squirrel.
