Overcoming death

By Nodier Moreno

My grandma passed away when I was 12 years old. My grandma had diabetes but I never knew until after she passed away because my mom didn’t want me to worry. 

I had to miss almost a whole month of school so I could spend time with my grandma because my mom knew that she wouldn’t live for much longer. Even though I had a lot of memories with my grandma I still wanted to spend more time with her. One of the memories that we have together was her teaching me how to harvest grapes.

But in the days that I had spent time with my grandma we couldn’t do much because she got tired so easily. So most of the things we did were watch tv or play board games. 

My mom did anything she could to get my mind off the fact that she would pass away any time soon. She would do things like talking to me about how I was doing in school or how I was feeling.

The day she passed away I didn’t know how to explain to my mom how I was feeling. But, either way I didn’t want to tell my mom because I didn’t want my mom to feel worse because I knew it meant more to my mom when she passed away than it did to me. 

At my grandma's funeral I didn’t know what I was feeling, I felt hurt but I also felt nostalgic because of all the memories me and my grandma had together, such as celebrating holidays, and taking care of me and my sister while my parents went out.

 I knew that we would all pass away at one point in time and people would soon get over your passing and move on with their lives. And I totally understood that because many people have their own problems and have to learn how to solve them.

I ended up telling my mom how I was feeling and eventually she told me that all good things eventually come to an end and we just have to get over some of the changes that happen.

After I talked to my mom, it made me not feel scared of death. I now feel this way because one way or another we will all pass away.