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Painted skies
By: Erika Morse
In our lives we are impacted by those few people who have touched our hearts. Whoever it may be, everyone has been impacted by someone. For me that someone was my grandpa. My grandpa was my everything and I couldn’t imagine living life without him… until the day I had to.
“Good morning Peaches!” I heard my grandpa say. He would say this every morning to wake me up. He had been calling me Peaches since I was in diapers. I was so excited because it was the weekend. That meant I would be spending time with my grandpa. “To early, to early.” I repeated, trying to snuggle back into my warm bed. “Now how can we do everything I had planned today if you’re still in bed?” he replied. Feeling guilty, I dragged myself out of bed. As I was heading towards the bathroom, I began to smell something coming from the kitchen. I knew instantly that grandpa had made breakfast. I ran so fast down the stairs and skid into the kitchen. Just what I thought: blueberry pancakes, my favorite! We both sat down and ate breakfast together. We laughed about everything. My grandpa and I had always been very close. I felt closer to him than anyone else. He was the first person I would go to for advice or help. I knew he would always be there for me.
Sunday night rolled around and it was time for me to go back to my mom’s house. I didn’t want to leave because we were having so much fun that weekend. I packed my bags slowly hoping that I would take long, so that it would be too late to go home. Grandpa caught on quickly and started laughing. He helped me pack my stuff and get into the car. As we were driving home he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Stay true to yourself Peaches, I will always be here for you no matter what. I love you more then life itself and nothing will change that!” “I love you more!” I whispered. He smiled and kept driving. I didn’t know it at the time but that was the last time I had the chance to tell him I loved him. Right before we got to my mom’s house we pulled over to the side of the road. Trying to find the best angle, I snapped a couple pictures of the sunset. We did this everyday because my grandpa said that the sunset was a painting from God. I loved taking pictures of the sunset because that was one more thing that brought us closer. He dropped me off, and we said our goodbyes. I watched him pull out of the driveway and wave goodbye. After I could no longer see his car, I skipped inside humming this silly song my grandpa would always sing.
The next day I went to school. It was boring as usual and I didn’t learn much. After school I walked home with my sister Samantha. When we got home we grabbed a snack and started our homework. That got very boring very fast and we decided to have a little fun. We shared a room at the time and somehow managed to fit two twin beds in there. Knowing we weren’t allowed to we pushed the beds a little closer and started jumping from bed to bed. While we were jumping around my mother walked in. We thought that we were going to get in trouble, so we got off the beds quickly. But as my mother looked up, I could see that there was something terribly wrong!
She sat down on my sister’s bed and told us to come sit next to her. I knew something terrible had to have happened because I had never seen my mom act this way before. My sister and I stared up at her and she kissed each one of us. She then proceeded to tell us the worst news I could have imagined. My grandpa had died from a stroke that day around noon. I couldn’t believe it and I instantly went into denial. Shaking, I ran into the kitchen and dialed my grandpa’s number. I must have called fifty times before my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. I cried for hours that night until I felt all the water had drained from my body.
Knowing I had lost the one thing that meant the most to me, broke my heart! For the next couple months I did nothing and went no where. Eventually I learned to deal with this by talking to my parents. I learned that we should never take anyone for grant because you never know how much longer you have with them. One day you could be having the time of your life with them and the next day they could be gone. Even though we have no control over this fact of life, we do have control on how we spend that time with them. I still take pictures of the sunset, and hum that silly song he always sang. I know that no matter what he will always be here in my heart.
life is to short to hold grudges....
By: Erika Morse
In our lives we are impacted by those few people who have touched our hearts. Whoever it may be, everyone has been impacted by someone. For me that someone was my grandpa. My grandpa was my everything and I couldn’t imagine living life without him… until the day I had to.
“Good morning Peaches!” I heard my grandpa say. He would say this every morning to wake me up. He had been calling me Peaches since I was in diapers. I was so excited because it was the weekend. That meant I would be spending time with my grandpa. “To early, to early.” I repeated, trying to snuggle back into my warm bed. “Now how can we do everything I had planned today if you’re still in bed?” he replied. Feeling guilty, I dragged myself out of bed. As I was heading towards the bathroom, I began to smell something coming from the kitchen. I knew instantly that grandpa had made breakfast. I ran so fast down the stairs and skid into the kitchen. Just what I thought: blueberry pancakes, my favorite! We both sat down and ate breakfast together. We laughed about everything. My grandpa and I had always been very close. I felt closer to him than anyone else. He was the first person I would go to for advice or help. I knew he would always be there for me.
Sunday night rolled around and it was time for me to go back to my mom’s house. I didn’t want to leave because we were having so much fun that weekend. I packed my bags slowly hoping that I would take long, so that it would be too late to go home. Grandpa caught on quickly and started laughing. He helped me pack my stuff and get into the car. As we were driving home he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Stay true to yourself Peaches, I will always be here for you no matter what. I love you more then life itself and nothing will change that!” “I love you more!” I whispered. He smiled and kept driving. I didn’t know it at the time but that was the last time I had the chance to tell him I loved him. Right before we got to my mom’s house we pulled over to the side of the road. Trying to find the best angle, I snapped a couple pictures of the sunset. We did this everyday because my grandpa said that the sunset was a painting from God. I loved taking pictures of the sunset because that was one more thing that brought us closer. He dropped me off, and we said our goodbyes. I watched him pull out of the driveway and wave goodbye. After I could no longer see his car, I skipped inside humming this silly song my grandpa would always sing.
The next day I went to school. It was boring as usual and I didn’t learn much. After school I walked home with my sister Samantha. When we got home we grabbed a snack and started our homework. That got very boring very fast and we decided to have a little fun. We shared a room at the time and somehow managed to fit two twin beds in there. Knowing we weren’t allowed to we pushed the beds a little closer and started jumping from bed to bed. While we were jumping around my mother walked in. We thought that we were going to get in trouble, so we got off the beds quickly. But as my mother looked up, I could see that there was something terribly wrong!
She sat down on my sister’s bed and told us to come sit next to her. I knew something terrible had to have happened because I had never seen my mom act this way before. My sister and I stared up at her and she kissed each one of us. She then proceeded to tell us the worst news I could have imagined. My grandpa had died from a stroke that day around noon. I couldn’t believe it and I instantly went into denial. Shaking, I ran into the kitchen and dialed my grandpa’s number. I must have called fifty times before my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. I cried for hours that night until I felt all the water had drained from my body.
Knowing I had lost the one thing that meant the most to me, broke my heart! For the next couple months I did nothing and went no where. Eventually I learned to deal with this by talking to my parents. I learned that we should never take anyone for grant because you never know how much longer you have with them. One day you could be having the time of your life with them and the next day they could be gone. Even though we have no control over this fact of life, we do have control on how we spend that time with them. I still take pictures of the sunset, and hum that silly song he always sang. I know that no matter what he will always be here in my heart.
life is to short to hold grudges....