In my family, there are many people, but only my father, my mother and me lived together in a house. Here I don’t want to introduce one of them. In this blog, I will introduce my grandma who was my father’s mother and she died when I was 9 years old.
Before I was 9 years old, I lived with my grandma and grandpa, since my parents were very busy on their work. My grandma sent me to the school and picked me up after school every day, no matter these was rainy or windy. She felt I’m very special for her, because I’m her grandson and the only one. In that time I didn’t understand that feeling, I might be too young. I never told her my real feeling before she died. It’s the pity in my entire life.
When I lived with my grandma, she usually taught me many things and what I needed to correct. I didn’t hear her edification and still did something wrong. I was so spoiled, but my grandma carried on telling me and educating me. I did what she said no and did it after she told me before, sometimes she told to my parents about my fault and made my parents angry on me. I had to correct, but I blamed her. I didn’t want she told my parents the bad things about me. I was afraid of them. I understand she was thinking how I can do the best and be the best person, but now she cannot know what I think.
My grandma got cancer after I was 8 years ago. It was just half year from I knew she got cancer to her dead. I didn’t accept all of there were truth. In that period, I understood many things. I knew I didn’t treasure her love, for this love I did many bad things and I was too spoiled. After my grandma died, I felt very sad and I never felt my emotion fell down liked that until now. I stopped going to school for a while. I became treasure the emotions and feelings with families. I’m not spoiled any more.
My grandma taught me so much, but I understood that a little later. I never told her I love her and I want to tell her through this blog. Wherever she is, I just hope she can know what I feel like a t this time.
3 comments:
Colin, what a beautiful tribute to your grandma. I had tears in my eyes when I finished reading it. It made me think of the death of someone I loved and the things I never said to him. I believe that the people we love who have died can see what is in our hearts, but often I feel like I don't want to just believe, I want to know for sure, which is impossible, of course. You expressed these emotions very precisely. You are a fine writer!
Your writing is so impressive to me. My grandma also raised and educated me. These days, her health problems are getting worse.
Also, She did not even have the luxury of having fun with me before I came here. I will do everything for her to repay what I had owed to her from now on.TT
It is nice that you had developed a very close relation with your grandma. Sadly,when we are so young, It is hard to realize how important are people like mom, grandma, etc; in our life. Personally, I did not have a pretty good relation with my grandmother; however, she always was expecting about my behavior and teaching me her bunch of experience. Unfortunately, was when she died that I realize it. Certainly, your writing reminds this important stage of my life.
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