During the summer of seventh grade, I remember being woken up by my phone ringing and I remember seeing my moms name on the screen of my phone. I was sleeping at my friends house at the time so when I answered my phone, I knew i had to quickly sprint home by the sound of my moms voice. It didn't sound good. In fact, it sounded like she was about to burst out in tears. She told me to come home as soon as possible. My house was about three blocks away so I quickly gathered my stuff and shot out the door. When I opened the door I saw my mom sitting at the dinner table with my dad and right as a took my shoes off, my mom told me that it was my grandmas last day.
As I was driving to the hospital with my family, I remembered that it was my birthday, July fifth. I forgot this because the only thing that was on my mind, the second I woke up, was my grandma. I wasn't really at all thinking or complaining to my parents about my birthday because I knew that spending time with my grandma would be a lot more important. I'm not going to lie, I was a little dissapointed that I wasn't going to do anything fun for my birthday but I didnt want it to get to me because I knew that it would be the last day with my grandma. When I walked into my grandmas room, I saw her lying on the bed. she was talking a little but she looked very weak. The whole atmosphere of the room was feeling down. The only thing that I really could hear were snuffles as people were crying. Other than that, the room was totally silent. After we all got most of our tears out, we began to relax a little so we could talk to my sick grandma. All of a sudden my mom pulled out a brochure that read "White Water Rafting," something that I have always wanted to do. My mom told me that she was going to bring my brother and I White Water Rafting for my birthday. On the outside I acted like I didn't want to go and that I wanted to spend my time with my grandma. However, on the inside, I really wanted to go. Also, it was the last day of White Water Rafting so it was the only time we were able to go. We came to a conclusion that we were not going to go but out of nowhere my grandma interrupted. She told us in her very weak voice that we should go and have a great time. I looked at my mom and she smiled and said that we might as well just go because we already paid the money. So I said my last goodbyes to my grandma and as I was walking out of the room, my grandma softly said, "Happy Birthday."
After White Water Rafting, I reflected on my thoughts about my grandma. I realized how amazing my grandma was. She knew that it was my birthday and even though she knew that she was going to pass away, she was still not just thinking about herself. She wanted my brother and I to have the best birthday ever and she made it come true. This birthday will always be my most memorable birthday and will always be something special in my heart that will always remind me of my Grandma.
As I was driving to the hospital with my family, I remembered that it was my birthday, July fifth. I forgot this because the only thing that was on my mind, the second I woke up, was my grandma. I wasn't really at all thinking or complaining to my parents about my birthday because I knew that spending time with my grandma would be a lot more important. I'm not going to lie, I was a little dissapointed that I wasn't going to do anything fun for my birthday but I didnt want it to get to me because I knew that it would be the last day with my grandma. When I walked into my grandmas room, I saw her lying on the bed. she was talking a little but she looked very weak. The whole atmosphere of the room was feeling down. The only thing that I really could hear were snuffles as people were crying. Other than that, the room was totally silent. After we all got most of our tears out, we began to relax a little so we could talk to my sick grandma. All of a sudden my mom pulled out a brochure that read "White Water Rafting," something that I have always wanted to do. My mom told me that she was going to bring my brother and I White Water Rafting for my birthday. On the outside I acted like I didn't want to go and that I wanted to spend my time with my grandma. However, on the inside, I really wanted to go. Also, it was the last day of White Water Rafting so it was the only time we were able to go. We came to a conclusion that we were not going to go but out of nowhere my grandma interrupted. She told us in her very weak voice that we should go and have a great time. I looked at my mom and she smiled and said that we might as well just go because we already paid the money. So I said my last goodbyes to my grandma and as I was walking out of the room, my grandma softly said, "Happy Birthday."
After White Water Rafting, I reflected on my thoughts about my grandma. I realized how amazing my grandma was. She knew that it was my birthday and even though she knew that she was going to pass away, she was still not just thinking about herself. She wanted my brother and I to have the best birthday ever and she made it come true. This birthday will always be my most memorable birthday and will always be something special in my heart that will always remind me of my Grandma.
