Yesterday was not the best day for me. I got woke up a eight in the morning and spent 6 hours at the hospital because my great-grandfather is intensive care. When my aunt woke me up she said "If you want to say goodbye to your great-grandfather you better get up because if you don't you won't get the chance." My grandfather is dying. They have him on a breathing machine. They also have him on a lot of medicine to keep him from hurting. The whole time I was there, I never saw him open his eyes. He would smile at us but that was it. He could hear us talking to him and then when we had to leave I grabbed his hand and told him goodbye. Today I wrote him a poem. It's called "Don't want to have to say Goodbye". I just hope that he can stay alive for a few more months or years but I don't think that's going to happen.
Amber Melot
WHS
Wickenburg, Ariz.
I'm sorry. I hope he gets better soon.
ReplyDeleteWow. That pretty intense, but part of life is losing and gaining. These are the obsticles in life that help us grow as people, do discover who we are inside. Death can hurt you, but think of the peace it will bring him.
ReplyDeleteAmanda Aliser
WHS
Wickenburg, Ariz