For my project I decided to face a fear of mine, I decided to open up about my grandmother dying in the hospital.
My grandmother was diagnosed with stomach cancer. In her final days, she had been sleeping a lot. The day she died, I was visiting her at the hospital her along with my mom . I had noticed that she was staring straight into the distance, she had a glazed look in her eyes, I didn't know what to do, I was confused and scared. I also remembered being shocked seeing the urinary catheter that she had had filled with urine. It was meant so she could pass urine and feces.
On the day my grandmother passed, I remember walking into my mother's room seeing her crying. Then I went with her to vist my grandmother dead. It was surreal my grandmother, my friend was gone. Illness and dying affects everyone, not only the person sick. Life is a series of moments flashing bye but before you know it those memories fade and stories come to a close.
I'll miss my grandmother for the rest of my life. Ill miss her perspective and her gentle humour. I'll miss her depth and scope . Ill miss her knowledge. I'll miss the warmth she extended to everyone she met.
She taught me one of the biggest lessons in life, that dying and illness happens,it happens before you know it. It happens when you busy making plans. It happens whether your ready or not.A long life is not promised. In my project I wanted to face my fear but instead I learnt I have ways to go.
“Love is stronger than death even though it can't stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can't separate people from love. It can't take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death.”
My grandmother was diagnosed with stomach cancer. In her final days, she had been sleeping a lot. The day she died, I was visiting her at the hospital her along with my mom . I had noticed that she was staring straight into the distance, she had a glazed look in her eyes, I didn't know what to do, I was confused and scared. I also remembered being shocked seeing the urinary catheter that she had had filled with urine. It was meant so she could pass urine and feces.
On the day my grandmother passed, I remember walking into my mother's room seeing her crying. Then I went with her to vist my grandmother dead. It was surreal my grandmother, my friend was gone. Illness and dying affects everyone, not only the person sick. Life is a series of moments flashing bye but before you know it those memories fade and stories come to a close.
I'll miss my grandmother for the rest of my life. Ill miss her perspective and her gentle humour. I'll miss her depth and scope . Ill miss her knowledge. I'll miss the warmth she extended to everyone she met.
She taught me one of the biggest lessons in life, that dying and illness happens,it happens before you know it. It happens when you busy making plans. It happens whether your ready or not.A long life is not promised. In my project I wanted to face my fear but instead I learnt I have ways to go.
“Love is stronger than death even though it can't stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can't separate people from love. It can't take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death.”
I thought that this was a very nice story you told. "Life is a series of moments flashing bye but before you know it those memories fade and stories come to a close." I have thought that over so many times and it scares me a little every time I think about it. It kind of actually gives me a bit of relief to know somebody thinks the same way. I can relate to this post a lot and I really enjoyed reading it.
ReplyDeleteMatt,
ReplyDeleteI understand how personal this topic must be for you and really respect you for opening up about it. I can tell through your writing that this topic was very close to you and that is what makes it so easy to relate to. I choose to come to your blog after your speech in class because you have a very powerful way with words and that is evident in your post as well. I believe the most touching part of this post is the paragraph where you list reasons why you'll miss your grandmother. I too have a close relationship with my grandmother so putting myself in your shoes is painfully awakening.
Thank you for sharing!
Matt,
ReplyDeleteAfter reading your post I can relate to your experiences because I too have lost a Grandmother. What I personally liked about your post was that it's not just some study or some little research it's real. You discuss your feelings and your thoughts about the end of your Grandmothers life and how it effected you and others and to me that takes a lot of will power and personal strength to share such deep parts about yourself. I love your insight that a person dying doesn't just effect the person it effects everyone around them, it's a very thoughtful realization that a lot of people for the most part I've noticed don't come to terms with. Overall great project, but as well check your spelling and punctuation before posting.
-Brendan.
Facing death is my greatest fear so i know where your coming from. It is that impossible journey to understand death. You fell you should understand it hearing about it and seeing it but you never do until you experience it at least thats what I've herd. Your speech in class made me want to read your blog post because it was powerful and mysterious. I liked the line,"It happens whether your ready or not. A long life is not promised." because its as true as can be and your promised nothing in this word.
ReplyDeleteMatt
ReplyDelete"Life is a series of moments flashing bye..." Powerful quote and really thought provoking because when we say bye to people, it's to move on and in life we're always moving on to the next, and the memories we have are about the things we have moved on from. Facing death is a sensitive topic that is explicity shared in this post, one thing I would have liked to see you expand on thought were the views you had on life before the death of your grandmother vs, the actual death of your grandmother and how it has changed you.
Good Job!
Christian