The Demise of My Grandmother

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The Demise of My Grandmother
Knowing My Grandmother Would Die in a Few Days
Death can be cruel sometimes. It can replace happiness with grief and sorrow. It could take the life of any person without expecting it. But some, especially old people, like my paternal grandmother are given an expected date of expiration. You see, my grandmother had cancer. She was not ruffled by the news; in fact, she was the most calm among those around her. My grandmother was a woman of strong will. Her courage and determination knew no bounds. After my grandfather's untimely death in her mid-thirties she single-handedly managed the affairs of the household. What started as a mole on her left foot soon affected other parts of the body. At first, she did not realize that the mole was a condition of skin cancer. Brushing it off, she continued her daily life until one day; she noticed that it had grown larger in size. Rushing to the hospital, she found out that she had cancer and that it was too late to diagnose it. She faced it admirably. Her disease shut the mechanisms of her body down one by one until eventually she was bed-ridden. A woman who dealt with the everyday situations of life with energy and enthusiasm had to spend the last days of her lying life on a bed. My heart just stopped as I read the letter which said that my grandmother was about to die in two weeks. My head started spinning. Who will I turn to for emotional support in times of hardship? Who will be there for offering advice? I had no answer. My parents were exasperated by the news of her disease. They knew that she would die, yet they could not contemplate life after her death. My mother was a very sensitive person. A single day did not pass without her shedding tears thinking about my grandmother. My father, on the other hand, was a man who kept his emotions to himself. But sometimes I found him sitting alone with tears streaming down his face. She resumed her daily habits like reading the newspaper, watching...
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