Story....
My aunt and her lover decided to disown us when I was younger. I don't truthfully know why, but I rarely see my two cousins because of it. Well, one day my grandma was in ICU and she wasn't going to make it out. My grandma was dieing so they decided to come and make a last appearance in her life. My grandma looked around the room after taking a nap. Instead of jumping with glee that my aunt and her family was there she looked at me. I was bawling and she tried to comfort me. She said MY name out of everyone in the room, then went back to her nap. This is the last memory I have of my grandma because everyone had to leave after that. My grandma died later that night. That is the hardest thing in my life because truthfully I don't understand why she did it. I love her so dearly, but there was many more things I wished she said that day. I almost feel selfish from taking everyones last memory of her. She died right before my first volleyball game in my Jr. High year. We played the kids from her town so she was going to make it to my game. Instead I ended up playing a game then going to her wake. We dedicated the game to her, and won it. Yes, we won our first volleyball game and I think it was because my grandma was looking down on me.
R.I.P. grandma. September 2010