I remembered learning about growing in my 11th grade english class. In my class, my teacher showed me a short video called The Growth, which has a great impact on me. The video showed different growing patterns of different people, and asked them about what does growing up means to them. Answer varied. However, I clearly remembered a quote from this video, ‘I felt I’m 12 years older after the night which I lost my mom. I saw her laid down..’ . I wouldn't understand the narrator if I did not lost my grandpa. It was about one year ago, on a quiet night, in a lovely house, my mom picked up a phone call from my grandma. I can’t hear what my grandma was talking, but I saw tears jumping out from my mom’s eyes. I knew something bad happened, and I knew it was my …show more content…
For a long time, she tried to avoid the consolation from friends. I understanded her. So I took my responsibility and became more mature. I encouraged my mom to go outside, make some friends, and relax herself. I made myself more organized, so I wouldn’t be a burdensomeness dragging her. Unlike the old me, the adult-like me will help my family do housework, check bills every month, offer mental support. Stepping in the adulthood, I learned to give not to ask. Not only being more dedicative, I also realized how time is a thief, stealing time from you. I looked at my parents’ faces, and all of a sudden, I saw wrinkles and rampant white hair. In chinese, the character “family” (家) has a top part looks like a roof, and the bottom part represents pigs. That’s how Chinese interpret an ideal family, simple but cozy. After my grandpa’s death, I cherish more about the time I can spend my family. I used to hate huddle in my house, and looking at those faces I see every day, I would rather hang out with friends. But I didn’t cognize how urgent it is to spend time with family until my grandpa passed away, and I will never be able to see him again or hear him