Thursday, March 2, 2017

The day that changed my life



There was a day that changed my life. My sister passed away in September which is the month of her birthday her birthday is September 24. That day was a wonderful day for her because she wanted to have all her family there for her birthday and they came and celebrated with her on her special day. There was family all around where she was so I really couldn’t get to her like I wanted to and my mind was somewhere else it was my schoolwork I had to take a test online and I was very upset about it because I could’ve been with my sister spending time with her. I got done with my test and I tried to go sit by her for a little while so we could talk but it was a lot of noise in the background so we just sat there. I went outside to go spend some time with the family I’ve been outside most of the time until it was time to sing happy birthday to her. She couldn’t have the cake smashed in her face because of her oxygen so I did for her. When we were singing happy birthday to her she had a good spirit and was dancing like she always did. Somehow, she knew that it was her last day to be with us. I was too busy being outside with the rest of the family that I didn’t really have time to spend the day with my sister. Something told me to leave the house and go to the store or something so I did and on the way back I felt something was wrong so when I pulled up at the house my cousin told me to come in the house and she was crying and somebody else said “she doesn’t know yet do she” so I was really worried about my sister so I tried to run inside to see what was wrong and she passed away. It’s been very hard for me to realize that she is gone but I know that she is still here in spirit. She has gotten sick and weak to really do anything but she made it through her birthday and she was very happy. My advice to you all is to make sure you spend a lot of time with your loved ones because you don’t know when it’s there last.

1 comment:

  1. I totally understand that feeling. My uncle passed away September 14, 2012. I remember not wanting to go home, but something told me to get in the car with him and talk to him like it was my last. I'm sorry for your lost.

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