free writing

I woke up one morning in May and I discovered that the day was not a typical day, was a sad day, my grandmother had died. That day I had to have been there with my grandmother, but five years ago I decided to leave my country, my family, my friends and my beloved grandmother.I feel guilty about my decision because I never thought about the consequences. When I heard the news I froze, I felt empty I just wanted take back time, I wanted to tell my grandmother how many plans we had and she and I did not. I felt guilty all, guilty of the illness of my grandmother, guilty for my absence in her life. I was guilty about the years that do not care or accompanied my grandmother. I just wanted to be alone and ask God to send me back to the most important person in my life. I apologized for my selfishness for only thinking about my. I lay still, sad, distant. I just remember our good times then I thanked God for not seeing my grandmother dying. I only left with the memory of her sweet smile my grandmother was not only a great grandmother, she was my friend, my accomplice and my physical and emotional safeties. My grandmother was my perfect friend. I trusted my secrets to my grandmother, she was always there when I needed her help. She and I have a nice relationship of affection and mutual true; we told us everything we did. She was always ready to hear what I said, and she never discussed what I was saying she only listened. I learned a lot from my grandmother ‘advice. She taught me to listen to others. She glad my sad days with her pretty smile. My grandmother was the person in my life who I trusted. My grandmother and I have easy communication and understanding. My grandmother became my accomplice. She supports me in everything I was doing without censorship. We never had confrontations she just gave me her unconditional support. She walked me to my greatest adventures. My grandmother did not mind that I took the decision she always agree, she made her my