Grandma's Funeral

My sister and I walked into the funeral home with our parent's behind us. We all had tear stained faces besides dad of course because he had to stay Strong for us. The room was filled with flowers, and the smell of peppermint. I loved it. We went to the front as many people stopped us to show their sympathy for us. When we finally got to the casket I saw the woman who was supposed to be grandma. "It wasn't her she never wore earing's or make up". I thought to my self. Instead of her happy face and her shiny eyes, her eyes were closed and she looked so gloomy.1

I couldn't stand it any longer I left and went to the lounge were I noticed my aunt Rita and my little cousin Zachary. He wanted to watch television. So I turned it on and that took away some of the pain. Then I remembered  back to that Friday before I was at school and I got called down to the office. I walked down the stairs terrified because I knew that grandma had been sick, so I opened the door and Mrs. Rice told me to ride the bus to my friend Amanda's house. I knew something wasn't right because dad always picked us up.2

As I woke up from that sad memory I heard mom saying,"The Service is about to start". As I walked back in the music filled my ears. I sat down and heard Grandma's favorite song Go rest high on the mountain by Vince Gill. The tears poured out of my eyes as I listened to the song. Finally the song was over and I heard the preacher speaking but my mind drifted off.3

The service then ended as we got up to take one last glance at the lady we adored so much. The tears began to fall like raindrops from the sky. I could feel my legs buckle beneath me, as I walked out of the building. As we drove to the cemetery a million thoughts passed my mind. when we got there the preacher Said his last words. I was speechless. As we left my heart ached.4

Even after grandma's death it made me realize how much she meant to me. I will miss her with everything that reminds me of her like when I go to the cemetery or pass by the road that she lived on. All my relatives had a really hard time dealing with grandma's death, to this day we still hurt after two years has passed sens she left. But in all that's happened after all the fighting we have came closer together. so even after all that my family has been through we are still a team and we will continue to stay together.5