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Essay On The Happiest Day Of My Life

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As a fourteen-year-old I have already experienced loss many times. I learned a lot about life and that it is important to live every single day as if it was my last. I learned how important it is to appreciate every day I am given. I especially learned this life lesson from probably one of the worst days of my life. (Prepositional) In 2013, my grandfather started struggling with back pain. It soon became so bad he decided to go see a doctor. He had received the worst possible prognosis the doctor could have probably given him. My grandfather soon told my family and I that he was diagnosed with stage four Pancreatic cancer. I did not want to believe what he had just told us because if it was true we all knew what could happen. All I thought about was when my mom’s best friend died of Cervical cancer in 2011. I did not want to lose …show more content…

I was about nine years old, I had no idea what to expect. There were so many people coming up to me just saying about the same thing. My eyes watering, while people talked to me, but his funeral made me realize how many people cared for him. (Absolute) Bill Porter, my grandfather, was a great man. (Appositive) Next came the worst part of losing my grandfather, having to say goodbye. My father was with me and it would be the last time I saw my grandfather and he saw his father. Crying hysterically, I could not say much. (Participial) I just remember saying how much I loved and missed him. It was the worst feeling in the world, having to say goodbye to one of the people I am closest with. If this had not happened and had such an impact on me I do not think I would be living the way I am today. My grandfather told me to live every day as if it were my last. He also told me to be kind and loving. I try to do these things every day because I want to make him proud. I also have no idea if I will have a tomorrow, so I must live out my today’s as if there was no

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