One year

Tomorrow is going to be a year since my maternal grandmother passed away. It's been an emotional year for everyone in the family. I feel like it hasn't hit me yet, I didn't live with her, I didn't talk to her every day and the last time I had seen her was 6 years ago. I miss her dearly. I know I'll see her soon but the pain is still fresh.

I know one thing I won't ever forget is how my mom told me that my grandmother had died. It was around 5am. I think she had passed away 2 hours prior to that, and I just heard a knock on the door and I jumped up and just opened it just a little and my mom's face was in my face and she just whispered "malena died". I COULD NOT believe it. My mom had just spoken to her the night before, they had been joking around and I had no kind of indication that she would die just a few hours after that. It was so sudden to me. I was in a daze the rest of the day and weekend.

All this just makes me realize that I need to cherish the moments I have with my family. They are the ones that matter.

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