It’s not every day that I lose a hero such as yourself. A hero that told me his life troubles and how he overcame them. I can remember when I was a little girl growing up with you and it brought me pleasure (joy) to see you before you left. I did not know you had to catch that morning train to heaven so early. The saddest part was not knowing that I only had one day left with you. It took me until that day of his funeral to realize that I could not tell you my secret’s because he was gone and never coming back home. Growing up I always appreciated the little things that he did to make my childhood feel special. It could have been the big hugs that you gave me, you know the ones that seem like you just don’t want to let go or it could have even been you sneaking me my favorite candy while my grandma was not looking. Whatever it was, you showed me the definition …show more content…
in the morning, on December 17, 2011, I woke up to thirty missed calls and ten text messages from my family. I need to pick up my phone because it was an emergency. It was that moment that I knew something was wrong with my grandpa with all of the notifications. Finally, my Aunt Keisha calls me back saying that I need to get to the hospital because it was important. I jump up out of the bed to get dressed. I ended up calling my best friend Georgiuna to meet me at the hospital because something was wrong. We made it to the hospital a little after 10:00 a.m. As I step off the elevator, I seen my family sitting around looking sad. As we turned the corner around the nurse’s station, the first person that greeted me was my aunt telling me that my grandpa was dead. It’s like my heart had stop for just a moment. I could barely move my feet to walk to go see him. It felt like the longest walk in my life at that moment. Finally I made it to the room where his body laid lifeless in the hospital bed. I got the chance to hug him as tight as I could because I knew that I did not have a chance to go it