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Personal Narrative: Staying At The Nursing Home
On October 18, 2016 my grandmother passed away at the nursing home she had been staying at.This was hard for me to get past, because I was having a conflict with myself thinking I didn’t spend enough time with her.It was one thing I battled back and forth with myself about, and it felt like millions of people were telling me its okay, and that she knew I loved her, but it just wasn’t helping. Until her husband, my paw paw told me that she talked about me everyday almost and would love when I would come visit her. After that it was still challenging trying to get over it but it got a little easier everyday.
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