Death has never affected to me on an emotional level. I have felt the sadness around me when my uncle died, or when my great grandmother died. I was never close with them or even knew them very well, because they died when I was young. Now that I am older I understand what everyone was going through when they died. I felt their pain last year when my grandfather died of cancer. His death affected more than just my family; it affected everyone that he knew and loved He was a very loving, compassionate person and did everything he could to serve the community and help anyone he could. Reflecting back on my grandfather’s legacy, I came to the realization that many of my life values reflected his lifestyle. In the last year of his life he was in and out of hospitals, because of his many conditions. Upon getting checkups the doctors discovered that he had a “leaky” valve in his heart. He got open heart surgery, which led to him getting overwhelmingly sick. Four years prior to the surgery, he had prostate cancer which the doctors …show more content…
His last day, but my first day into a new insight on life. I began to analyze the way I led my life. During the funeral I saw the way our family came together at this time of need. I thought it would stop there, but it didn’t. Every holiday, every birthday, or any time, we knew he would be present in our midst. My sisters and I became closer and started to talk about the things that happened in our days. Although it was a time to mourn we, we coped with the loss by sharing memories about the life of the man that touched us all. Looking back on his life also taught me to appreciate the little things we have in life. That could be the food on our tables or the ability to walk. His favorite thing was to go on morning walking on the beach. When we went in the mornings I never realized how much it meant to him, until I saw how much pain he was in from just moving his head in the hospital