Most people experience tragic events that cause them to make a change in their lives for the better. Unfortunately this event occurred for me at the worst possible and best possible time, my twelfth birthday party. During this pre-teen era in my life, I was unbelievably inconsiderate to a person that now means the most to me. My maternal grandmother was a person who would do anything in her power to help a person until she became sickened with Leukemia, a form of cancer, and was then unable to do what she loved most-- make a difference in people's lives, or so she thought. My grandmother was my best friend, and I did not realize it until it was almost too late. I was impatient with my grandmother, rude to her, and I did not show her the love I felt and still feel for her.
When I was a little girl I spent my summers and holiday gatherings at my grandmother's house. Christmas was my favorite time to spend with my grandmother. This particular holiday was my favorite time to spend with my grandmother because of the gifts that I would give to her. It was the best time because I was able to give her the gifts I had for her, which I had made for her, furthermore sho
A minute or two later my grandmother started breathing again. This happened at the best time possible because it allowed me to once again make obvious the love I had for her. It allowed me the time I needed to apologize for the betrayal of our friendship in my own way. The next few days my grandmother and I spent a lot of time together; we did all of the thing we previously did: we talked about school, we laughed, and she told stories while I listened. I could not have asked God for anything more on my birthday. I believe I had the best twelfth birthday imaginable.
In due course, I turned a whole twelve years old. Celebrating birthdays was really important to my family, because it meant celebrating another year of having a loved person in our lives. Needless to say a big party was planned; my closest friends and loved family members were invited. Nevertheless, at this point my grandmother was bed ridden, so my mother stayed in the room with her the majority of the party. Strangely, my grandmother wanted to see me and have some cake and ice cream with me. This was important to me because I had not spent time with her in a long time. After the cake and ice crea
All papers and essays are for research and reference purposes only!
Copyright 2002-2009
Direct Essays , LLC. All Rights Reserved. DMCA Webmasters make $$$$