#2- Memoir
It was a cold, foggy, December evening. We were all hurrying around the house, impaciently awaiting my parents arrival. All while getting ready for my Christmas concert. The fire had died down, we were all in a hurry. The phone rings. My papa answers it,”hello”, he had been having a lot of health problems in the last couple of months. It was his doctor calling, telling him that the lesions they had found on his liver were cancerous. My Grandma, frantically running around the house trying to find the other phone. When she finally finds the phone, she hears just enough to kow that he has ben given 6 months to a year left to live.
All I know is that my grandpa is very sick and there really isn’t a lot they can do for him. Months go by, he should have passed away by now. He gets sicker and sicker as the days go by. But he fights for his family. Its christmas time once again and he can’t eat. He sits by the fire and reads his book. Ready to be done. A few more months go by and he is now at Sacred Heart Medical Center on te cancer floor.
The staff decides that it is best to move him to a nursing home. As we make the preperations, our family members from California come up to say their good-byes. We are now transporting him to the nursing him home.
With tears in our eyes and sadness in our hearts. We all know the time is coming. Three days go by at the nursing home, we all sit by his side. Its August 8th,2005 and my mom is playing a cd by the Stock Brothers.Its the end of the very last song. As the song ends, my papa takes his very last breath.
