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Words: 645 |
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4 min read
Published: May 24, 2022
Words: 645|Page: 1|4 min read
Published: May 24, 2022
Life is an unpredictable thing. In a short moment, things can change drastically. It doesn’t matter whether it is in a good or a bad way, it pares how insignificantly small time this change takes. If someone compliments you on the way to work, you won’t notice how your mood changes to a positive note and vice versa.
Since my childhood, I admired and loved my grandmother very much: talking with her, drinking tea with lemon. Whatever I did, it was always more fun with her, even though she rarely visited us. This was because of her age. Also, she lived in another city. Together with grandfather, they lived in the city of Kyzylorda, where they were engaged in agriculture while I lived with my parents in Almaty. Usually, she came by the end of summer when watermelons from their garden ripened and she brought them. Grandfather compared to the grandmother I saw rarely because he had a lot of work in the garden.
But everything has changed one day. As I said earlier in life, everything can change in an instant. During the tea party with my grandmother, she suddenly froze and the tip of her lip began to grimace. I thought she was joking with me, but when I began to speak indistinctly, I immediately realized that something was wrong with her. At that time, my nine-year-old consciousness just refused to think rationally. Out of fear, I began to cry, while she was getting worse and worse. But still, I was able to think of calling my parents, at that time they usually worked. Mom and Dad arrived and called an ambulance. All night I could not sleep remembering that her expression on her face. It was forever sealed in my memories. The next day, my mother said that she had a stroke and she forgot a lot. When we went to visit her, she didn’t recognize us and it finished me off. With tears, I ran to her and began to hug her along the way, asking if she forgot me. Parents just silently watched this picture. I could not accept the fact that she had forgotten all our memories with her and could not even remember my name and I became depressed. My parents wanted to cheer me up in every way, but they did not succeed.
Due to a new reclusive lifestyle, my best friend became worried about me and came to visit me to find out what happened. My mother invited him to visit us with an overnight stay to somehow cheer me up. I told him everything that happened and he looked at me with pity. Encouraging me, he told me that he had a similar story about how he lost a loved one 2 years ago, his father – a person who was ris role model, his inpiration and admiration. That time I didn’t take that seriously. I was completely absorbed in the thoughts of my grandmother. His tone of voice struck me because I always remembered him as a boy with a wide smile. For the first time in my life, I saw him like that. But he quickly perked up and his usual smile reappeared on his face. His visits continued for 6 months that I forgot why I am depressed. After this period, I realized that sometimes you need to let go and live on. That people come and go from our lives leaving warm and bitter memories and that you need to live despite all the difficulties. At the same time, I felt ashamed in front of my friend. After all, my grandmother could be cured while his father could not be returned.
Now I am strong in spirit. And my grandmother is gradually recovering. Although her illness took away all our memories from her, it taught her and me to live on and never lose heart.
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