As soon as the front door was closed there was a very quiet moment which felt like hours. Then my grandpa just started crying. It was hard to understand what was happening. My great grandma has been talking about how she felt like she could die now. She outlived her husband and sister. She was always talking about how she felt like it would be alright if she died because she knew she lived life to the fullest and was happy with her life at the time. So in that moment and time I know that my mom and I had the same thought about something happening or that something already happened to my great grandma. But as soon as my mom asked “what happened to grandma” was when the whole group of us all started crying.
And in that moment was when my grandpa said grandma was fine and that it was him and he had cancer and the doctors don’t know when he will be better. In this process all I could think about was when I lost my best friend, Grandma Linda. My grandma was my best friend for the first 6+ years of my life. I lost her and I was afraid of losing my papa. Ever since then there is one thing I wish I could change. My grandpa used to hug me and hold me tight. I miss that but I wouldn’t change having him here for a hug.