Every individual has an amazing experience in their life. It could be either positive or negative. But it will stay with you forever. The day my grandfather died is one of the most memorable events I will ever remember. I still vividly recall the emotions and thoughts that I experienced at that time. It was difficult to forget this experience, even though it wasn’t a good one. It is difficult to talk about the death of a loved person. However, that day will remain in my life forever.
On November 7, 2014 it felt like the previous week. I thought it would be my fifth-grade younger self’s typical school day. My mother picked us up from school, and waited until we reached the car. She was calm and unanticipated, and then she announced that my grandfather had died. As I froze, it seemed that time was slowing down. My heart sinking, feeling a thud in my chest and being stunned by the fact that I couldn’t speak or move for over a minute will be etched in my memory forever. My sister’s crying echoed in my ears. She was 7 years old and couldn’t help but sob. My mind was unable to process what I heard. I asked my mother a question that doesn’t make sense to me. She replied, “What does he mean?” He died.” I understood the words she spoke and heard them clearly. However, I couldn’t accept the fact that a man who I had loved and known since I was a child would not be just a phone call away or a car ride away. My father came home that night and I remember seeing him crying for the first-time in his life. I will elaborate. His father, his role-model and his hero, had just left this world without any warning. Imagine your own fathers, role models and parents, dying suddenly. After hearing the details, I was speechless. My mother took my siblings and me upstairs to our rooms. I mischievously climbed down my stairs to listen, but my father, whom I considered large, fearless and fearless, was there. I felt sorrow as he said that he had never said goodbye. The news that my mother had just received the day before made me feel almost as hurtful as seeing my father’s own tears. I was unable to do anything, no matter how small, to ease my family’s pain, or help my parents. This was my most heartbreaking and vivid memory. My grandfather’s death was a turning point in my life that helped me understand the true meaning and value of loss. A loved one’s death is something you cannot plan for. My grandfather’s death was something I will never forget. It is possible to never be prepared for an unforgettable moment in your life. However, it will forever change you. My grandfather’s death was something I will never forget and it changed me forever.