Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult things we can go through, so much more is it is a parent. No words can express what I am feeling right now and I’m sure that in time I will be able to accept the facts.…
Little did we know that morning that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly in death we do the same It broke our hearts to lose you. You did not go alone for a part of us went with you that day God called you home. You left us peacful memories, your love is still our guide, and alothugh we can not see you, you are always at our side.…
There is one thing you may not be aware of I am afraid, Grandmother has taken her life. She was so full of grief over losing you that she had taken her life.…
Grandma Moses is a commonly used name of Anna Mary Robertson Moses. This is the American painter known for her start of career at advanced age. Another notable feature is the absence of any artistic education by Grandma Moses. The style of Moses is often regarded as simplistic. She created paintings in a rural style using simple techniques. Most of the paintings of Grandma Moses depict landscapes. However, she herself and her paintings are widely known in the United States and abroad. The work A Beautiful World created in 1948 is a classic painting of the style of Moses. It is light and optimistic. The appeal of this picture is in presentation of a truly beautiful world, which is charming and promotes harmony of people and nature.…
It is truly a tragedy to have lost such a beautiful woman the way we did. Unfortunately she was taken from us earlier than we would have liked. But her cancer was too much for her to bear, and I'm glad that she is finally at rest after a life time of battles. But I still regret not knowing earlier. Maybe we would have all had a chance to say good-bye for our final times. However, whether here in person or not, today we have the chance to be able to pay our respects to our dearest one.…
I couldn’t believe it. He was very young, and seemed to be quite healthy. At that minute, my whole family sat around the living room sobbing our eyes out. It was probably the saddest moment of my life. For this reason, my family drove over to my Grandma’s house to meet the rest of my family. Once we got there, everyone was not doing well at all. We all mourned together for the next few days. During those few days, I noticed how everyone in our family accompanied each other, and how close we all became. I now realize that family is the most important thing, and they will always be there for…
I could tell people this is why I don’t try or want to do anything but I don’t because I know that my grandma would never want. I feel that anyone going through the loss of a friend or family member should always think of the positive outlook instead of the negative. Looking at the negative side of it can create all different kinds of problems for a person. If you look at the positive you can use that as motivation to do anything in life. Life can get hard but you can never let the hardships depict and destroy your life. You aren’t on this earth for a long time so you have to make the best of…
Savannah Holtam Opinion paper – ABORTION March 6, 2008 English 105 – Saturdays “Mommy Don’t Murder Me” Abortion is murder of an innocent human life. An innocent baby should not have to die because people choose to be irresponsible; there are other ways around abortion. The best way to avoid getting an abortion is giving your baby to a loving family. There are people that cannot conceive children of their own. Everyone should take responsibility for their own actions, and step up to the plate. The child that is being aborted is your son/daughter. They will love you unconditionally. They will look up to their parents, and respect them. Children will laugh when they are happy, and cry when hurting. A child should always have someone to be…
Ever since I was a young girl, my grandmother and I held a connection that was beyond any connection that I have ever had with someone. I grew up with her and she taught me many things that have shaped the person I am today. She was one of the very few people who really understood me and I valued her deeply. My grandmother passed away on March 17th, 2014. It was the most tragic event that has ever occurred in my life. Words could not describe the hurt I felt when it finally sunk in that I would never be able to see her again. I had a very hard time coping with her death, and it took a very negative toll on me. I started to question my life and what it really meant. What made it even worse is that I usually do not open up about any of my feelings so it was really hard for me to deal with this situation and make it seem like I was okay. I built a wall between my feelings and the world and I started feeling very isolated and alone which made things ten times worse. I lost connections with myself, the people around me and even God because I blamed him for taking away someone who meant so much to me. I began to think that life was worthless and that we are here for such a short time with no eventual purpose. I then grew older and became more mature. Life was throwing itself at me and I began to appreciating things more. I realized that even though life is short and maybe there might be no purpose,…
I was shocked and a little horrified to learn that my elder has not made any end of life plans. She has no will, no life insurance, no advance directive… Nothing. And she didn’t want to hear about the benefits of any of those things. She has no plans about where and how she wants to live out the remaining years of her life other than “right where she is now”. I have to say that I was extremely concerned with her Brick wall she has built around the concept of aging and dying. I do not think that my elder has accepted the fact that the only guarantee in life is that everyone will eventually die. She has also not come to terms with God and is not sure if she even believes in God, heaven, hell, reincarnation, afterlife, or any of those sort of things.…
In January of 2012 my great grandmother, Charlena Ware, died. Everybody in my family was impacted by her passing, even my extended family. Her funeral was a family reunion of sorts. Although many members of my family were affected greatly by her passing, her death was the worst event in my life that I can remember. Before her passing, my great grandfather, Horace Ware, was the first to pass. From what my family tells me his death was the same caliber of tragedy as my grandmother’s. And after that, my grandmother on my dad’s side and my first dog died. However, my great grandmother’s death affected me the most out of any of those. In part because of my age, and in part because of the many memories I had of her.…
For the past year, I had been my grandmother's ( Mama Kay) caregiver. Spending time with her was the highlight of my week. She was the most Christian person I have ever known. She was my role model. Mama Kay taught me so much. I would have to say that she helped me grow in my faith. I had talked to her about how death freaked me out. Not actually dying but being around a person after death. I explained to her how it made me feel. Mama Kay told me that the feelings I had were normal. It takes a strong person in their faith to except death and know that when the body dies, the soul is set free. That when we take that last breath, we look normal. It is when they put makeup on us that we do not look ourselves. But they have to do that because our bodies turn cold and have no blood flow for color. So it is to make us look alive. I knew all that but she had to explain it for herself. We had talked a little more about it over the year and I told her that I wasn't sure if I could see her after she dies. She said it…
Once all of my siblings were home, my parents came into the living room. I knew this couldn’t be good because my mom had a puffy face like she had just got done crying (which she had). She started to say “Your grandpa and grandma Spraker came over today…”, then she started to cry. My dad had to finish what she was going to say. He said that my grandmother had lung cancer, and she had 2-6 months to live. I was in shock, I didn’t want to believe…
Grief is an obstacle we face at some point in our life. It's not the easiest thing to recover from but eventually we get through the hurt. We can all relate to losing a very important person who formed a big part of our lives at some point.…
I would laugh every time I thought about the fact that I would never talk to him, or hear his voice again, and did I have a say in anything, was I informed about anything, no. Once the idea really started to sink in, the idea that he was gone, I decided to get mad. And not just mad, but infuriated; furious with the doctors... furious with myself, just flat out enraged. However, the person I was really irritated with, was God. I believed in Him all my life; I always went to church, I prayed all the time and I had never done anything to him, so how could He do this to me. I would try to talk to God, but every time I did, I just got more and more disgusted. “What did I ever do to you?” I yelled at God. “He was my best friend and you just took him away from me! How could you!?” I was the second to last person to see my grandfather alive, so no warning of his passing made smoke come out of my ears like birds flew from trees. Then, I felt like a complete fool.…
