My Grief Story

by Victoria

My Grandmother died on Tuesday, April 7th, 2009 at 1:oo p.m. My dad got a phone call from my aunt Rose that same afternoon.

When my dad told me I felt really numb all over because I could not believe that my grandma was dead. It was really hard to hear that. That was really hard for me. I knew my grandma was going to die soon but not this early.

See, my grandma was 97 when she got a really bad case of phenumonia and wasn't doing very well and eventually she got better. But after that she started getting it every winter and every time she got it, it seemed to get worse by some extent.

Her funeral was the hardest for me though, because I saw her laying in the casket and I was bombarded with an emotional breakdown. The service was really nice and touching. I went back to school the next day and I sobbed for hours in the counselors office, but when I went back to class, I felt really good and ready to concentrate and learn.

My grief lately has been off and on. Like for example: I went to school one day and I felt totally fine and then an hour later I was cryng in the counselors office. I have been pretty good though lately.

I am happy that my grandma is with God and doesn't have to suffer anymore, because my grandma was 99 when she passed away.

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