The Fear of Losing a Loved One
The Fear of Losing a Loved One
“But she wasn’t around anymore, and that’s the thing when a loved one dies, you feel like instead of going into a fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.” –Mitch Albom Ever since I was born my godmother has been to every major even in my life until 2006, when Beverly got diagnosed with uterine cancer. Since that day, I watched her get weaker and weaker and struggled through a lot of pain. The doctor’s prognosis stated she would only last six months. Seeing her this way made me terrified that any day she could die and I wouldn’t be able to see her again. On painful week and a trip to the hospital with all of my family and me, we were crying with the news that it had spread all over her body. That unwanted and fearful day came on December 10, 2012. I came home from school on that Monday and my mother informed me that she had passed away. My sisters, my dad, and especially my mother grieved for our loss. I felt sad, scared, and angry altogether. That weekend my family traveled to South Carolina where she had died. The viewing and funeral was full of sadness, because I missed her but glad she was no longer in pain. The funeral was December 15, 2012. Beverly’s sister had asked at the funeral if anyone wants to speak about Beverly. I wasn’t very sure if I could or not but at the funeral I had decided I needed to do it. After I had read I felt so relieved and sad but mostly felt happy that the pain was gone and so did my fear of losing her, and now I know that she is in a better place with God.
“But she wasn’t around anymore, and that’s the thing when a loved one dies, you feel like instead of going into a fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.” –Mitch Albom Ever since I was born my godmother has been to every major even in my life until 2006, when Beverly got diagnosed with uterine cancer. Since that day, I watched her get weaker and weaker and struggled through a lot of pain. The doctor’s prognosis stated she would only last six months. Seeing her this way made me terrified that any day she could die and I wouldn’t be able to see her again. On painful week and a trip to the hospital with all of my family and me, we were crying with the news that it had spread all over her body. That unwanted and fearful day came on December 10, 2012. I came home from school on that Monday and my mother informed me that she had passed away. My sisters, my dad, and especially my mother grieved for our loss. I felt sad, scared, and angry altogether. That weekend my family traveled to South Carolina where she had died. The viewing and funeral was full of sadness, because I missed her but glad she was no longer in pain. The funeral was December 15, 2012. Beverly’s sister had asked at the funeral if anyone wants to speak about Beverly. I wasn’t very sure if I could or not but at the funeral I had decided I needed to do it. After I had read I felt so relieved and sad but mostly felt happy that the pain was gone and so did my fear of losing her, and now I know that she is in a better place with God.