Personal Narrative: My Family Trip To Georgia

The Journey Petersburg, West Virginia is a small town in the eastern panhandle with one stoplight and where everybody has some type of connection or recognition to everybody. I travel to this area at least three times annually for Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, and Independence Day. Petersburg is not a vacation spot my parents, sister, and I go to on the holidays, it is where my grandparents reside in their beautiful two story brick home they built. I have always enjoyed visiting my grandparents and the time spent together is special. The time spent with my grandma has been particularly special this past year. In September of 2014, my grandma, who I call Grammy, was diagnosed with stage three breast cancer after having a biopsy. Her journey so far has taught me to cherish the memories made and time spent with family. My parents received the news of my Grammy’s diagnosis in the beginning of October. My sister and I’s birthdays are both in the second week of October; my parents wanted us to enjoy our birthdays, so they waited until after our birthdays to break the news to us. I remember the
She always enjoys our trip to the beach because she gets to spend time with both her children and her four grandchildren, and cherishes every moment. When our trip was over, she began her radiation treatments on the last day of July. Her 25 treatments left an area on her chest that resembled sunburn. She did well with these treatments also, only having a few days where she felt ill. When she finished her treatments on August 1st my family sent her an arrangement of bright and cheerful flowers with an attached note that explained how we were proud of her journey to recovery. I am thankful for the relationship my family has with God because He has definitely supported Grammy through her diagnosis and