That Day
Now the reason I say that day is because I usually don’t like saying the title. Let me cut to the chase I was only seven at the time and my grandma passed away. I don’t remember the whole day but I do remember the huge parts. I remember my dad having to go to Mexico because his mom got really ill and let me just say this when he came back I could tell how he felt I have never seen him like that before just in distraught. I could see the sorrow in his face like never before he was in tears. I never knew my grandma the only times I’ve ever meet her were on the phone And every time I visit her grave I feel so many emotions just brushing my hands on her grave even though I never meet her in my life I still can see why my dad loved her so much.