Story....
My aunt and her lover decided to disown us when I was younger. I
don't truthfully know why, but I rarely see my two cousins
because of it. Well, one day my grandma was in ICU and she
wasn't going to make it out. My grandma was dieing so they
decided to come and make a last appearance in her life. My
grandma looked around the room after taking a nap. Instead of
jumping with glee that my aunt and her family was there she
looked at me. I was bawling and she tried to comfort me. She said
MY name out of everyone in the room, then went
back to her nap. This is the last memory I have of my grandma
because everyone had to leave after that. My grandma died later
that night. That is the hardest thing in my life because
truthfully I don't understand why she did it. I love her so
dearly, but there was many more things I wished she said that
day. I almost feel selfish from taking everyones last memory of
her. She died right before my first volleyball game in my Jr.
High year. We played the kids from her town so she was going to
make it to my game. Instead I ended up playing a game then going
to her wake. We dedicated the game to her, and won it. Yes, we
won our first volleyball game and I think it was because my
grandma was looking down on me.
R.I.P. grandma. September 2010