Personal Narrative: How Grandpa Changed My Life

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It had been almost a year and a half since my grandpa was diagnosed with lung cancer. My grandparents move to Arizona when I was seven. I missed them terribly! I spent summers with them in their old farm house, and learnt to swim in the gigantic pool. After they moved I seldom saw them. The winter after he was diagnosed, Chloe, a playful pomeranian, was my ordinary dog that helped me through one of the hardest times of my life. The summer of 2012 my mom and I went to visit my grandparents for a few weeks in Arizona, for the last time. About a week into our visit my mom noticed Grandpa had a bad cough. It wasn’t one that sounded like you just had a little cold it was thick and bellowed from deep in his large frame. Mom asked in a concerned tone, “Dad how long have you had that cough?” Grandpa said, “Only a few weeks.”
Though I remembered talking to him on the phone in March and he had that terrible cough then. It had since been four months. I told Mom when we were alone because I knew my grandma knew and
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She answered and I could hear my mom’s voice on the other end. Mom sounded like she had been crying and I saw my grandma’s face turn somber very quickly. Grandma told me to just relax in the living room and that we would finish supper later. I turned on my favorite show, Scooby Doo, and she went back to her bedroom. It was almost three episodes later when she came out and joined me on the couch. I didn’t say a thing because I was too scared to know the news yet, I dreaded the worst. Soon after Grandma came back out she resumed making dinner, and Mom and Grandpa were back. There was just a silence waiting to be broken, but everyone just didn’t know what to say. We sat down for dinner and ate while the Indians game filled some of the quiet in the background. I had finally gotten the courage to ask, “Grandpa are you going to be

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