Personal Narrative: How Death Has Changed My Life

It isn’t everyday that someone you love and hold close to your heart is taken away from you. Death is complicated to comprehend, let alone face head on. The moment that the words were uttered from my father’s mouth, my heart dropped to my knees and pulled my stomach along with it. I felt as if time had frozen and everything floated away into darkness. Death hit my family like a semi-truck going one hundred miles per hour for the second time.

I was fifteen when I lost my second grandfather due to lung cancer. I was in shock when my grandfather, the veteran, the carpenter, the strong man wouldn’t wake up again. My last visit is forever engrained into my mind as one of the greatest memories and plays over and over in my head everyday as if