“Girls, come downstairs! It’s time for dinner!” Most evenings my mom calls my sisters and me down to the kitchen for dinner. These dinners are very typical and not out of the ordinary for our family. Most nights my mom, dad, sister Emily, and sister Annie are all present at this casual family dinner. However, if I were having dinner with the Director of Admissions and I could invite three other people, some of the people at this table would change. I would invite my grandma, Sylvia Mills. I would also invite my two sisters, Emily and Annie, to this special dinner. My grandma would be there for several reasons. The most obvious is that she died before I was born and I never had the privilege of meeting her. My sisters are in the same boat. She died not long before my oldest sister Emily was born. Emily and Annie would be there because I believe they would also love to get to know Grandma Sylvia. Not only would my grandma be there so I could meet her, but because she was an incredible woman and I would be able to gain much knowledge from her. She fought breast cancer twice, one of which took her life. Grandma Sylvia faced cancer both times with an immense amount of courage. In my life, I can only hope to have a fraction of the courage she had while fighting. My grandma also accepted the cancer with a brave face. She did this while working …show more content…
I, as well as my sisters, would have so many questions for my grandma. I would ask everything I could about her life. I want to know what her childhood was like, stories her parents told her about living in Italy, what it was like raising five children in that time period while working, and everything else under the sun. Most importantly, however, I would ask her how she was so tough and fearless during her battles with cancer. I want to know how she persisted so long through the cancer and never gave up or lost hope, even when she was very