In Memory Of My Grandma

by Savana Santos   Jul 10, 2008


Married to a military man. Feared by many but respected by more. She had nine wonderful Children. One of those Children was my mom. Yes, i am her grand-daughter. Her name was Rosalie Carter, also known as my grandma.

She worked as a Security officer. Until she was 64. But then she got sick and couldn't go to work anymore. When she finally went to the hospital, the results were terrifying. She had cancer. I couldn't believe it. My grandma might not have been the nicest grandma in the world. but she was the craziest. she was full of life before she got sick. Talking or singing to dog while walking around the house. No matter how bad things got in her family she was always there to help. sometimes with a bad temper others with good one. but she was still always there.

When she got sick my 7th grade year was almost over. My grandma was in and out of the hospital a lot and my mom was never home at night because she was helping out. When summer vacation came my older sister and dad had Jobs and didn't get home until like 6 at night. My mom had work too but only until 3 but after work she would go see my grandma. I can tell you that my summer vacation wasn't all fun. School was about to start and the most i have done was go to six flags with the church. My mom and my dad decided to take the family swimming before school started. We were all excited. We had a big cooler full of snacks and a big bag full of floaties. :D The day was going fine. On our way to the pool we stopped by my grandma's house to see how she was. We all waited in the car while my mom went in the house. When my mom walked out she was full of tears. My grandma died that day.

My mom stayed there and so did my older sister. but as for the rest of us. we went to the pool crying. but we had fun anyways.

Its funny. i didn't see my grandma the whole time she was sick except for once. and that one time i didn't talk to her. ..
My grandma told my aunt to tell me that she wasn't mad about me breaking the window a year before.

i regret not seeing her or talking to her every time i hear her name or think about her. I'm not telling you this so you can feel sorry for me. I"m telling you this so you don't make the same mistake i did. Talk to the people you love even if your not that close to them. because if something unexpected happens and they leave forever at least you'll have the memory of them. instead of knowing that you had a chance but you didn't take it.

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