Narrative Essay About Grandmother Passing Away.

Forever Remembered I knew that after go into room 113 my life was going to be changed. I saw nurses saying, downcast, familiar faces with tears falling fast from their eyes, and arms opening unspecific for hugs. I knew nearlything was wrong as I saw her lying be quiet in her bed, eyes closed, and arms crossed over her stomach. Grandma Dorothys second stroke had slow taken her life. Later, I wake up to my dad flicking my bedroom light on and him standing tall in my doorway. I could tell by the way he looked at me he didnt want today to come.He slowly walked to my bedside and crawled into bed with me. I had neer seen my dad cry before so I did what any decennary year old would do, I wrapped my small arms most his neck and cried with him. I love you Daddy. Now, August 9th was the day we all dreaded, the funeral. I had never been to a funeral before this was all new to me. People were appareled in black handing out tissues and saying small prayers for my family. I watched some man I had never seen before speak such safe words about my grandmother.Now, this man had said something I knew Id never forget, her golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands go to rest, god broke our hearts to prove to us he notwithstanding takes the best. He brought so much emotion to this wide crowd of peck there were happy tears, tragic tears, happy smiles, sad smiles, happy memories, and sad memories. He said, Now today we remember the life of Dorothy Edna Callahan, as he slowly lowered the casket six feet below the ground.My dad slowly bent down and wrapped his muscular arms around me, almost crushing my red blush wine. I said, Im going to strike down her so much daddy, why did she have to go? He whisper back, Its going to be alright Casey Ill miss her withal but shes in a better place now. I walked away slowly, tears falling fast from my eyes, a red rose in one hand and my dads in the other. by and by today I knew I was going to remember my Grandmother forev er.