A day I
will always remember was the day my grandpa broke my heart into a million
pieces and didn’t respect my grief in any way, shape, or form. My grandma
Denise passed away a few weeks before thanksgiving of 2015. She died from a bad
mix of pills. Her older brother gave her some pills to help her with some
medical issues that she was having knowing that it wouldn’t mix well with her
everyday medicine for depression and anxiety. Denise only asked for the pills
because she was too scared to actually just go in to the doctor’s office. Her
brother later on found out that she passed, and he admitted to giving her the
pills knowing that it would most likely kill her. I am so angry! I hope
that he has the worst karma for the rest of his life. She was the most sweet,
loving, caring, respectful, understanding, and amazing women. She always listened
to me when I needed to talk, and she was always there for me. It broke my heart
when she passed away.
I remember when my dad told
me that she died. Right after he said it my legs turned to jell-o. I fell to
the floor crying and yelling. A couple weeks later my grandpa called and told
me that he was going to come up for Thanksgiving so we could all grieve about
grandma as a family. Thanksgiving Day came along and he knocked on the door
around 11 in the morning. I opened the door and I instantly was angry. He introduced
me to this old wrinkly women that was standing next to him. His exact words
were, “I’d like you to meet Patricia, my current girlfriend.” I immediately
went and told everyone that he brought his new girlfriend before he got to
them. They were all astonished. I couldn’t believe that my grandpa could be so
cruel and mean. I was expecting just my grandpa so we could grieve but instead
he brought a new girlfriend. I ended up staying in my bedroom the entire time
he was there. Later on, when dinner was done, he asked me why I wasn’t
downstairs with the family and I just said that it was because I wasn’t in a
good mood. I didn’t talk to my grandpa for about a year after that happened and
it really sucks. I never really told him about how I felt about her but it
doesn’t matter because a few months after that thanksgiving he married her.
-Bryanna Daves
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