It was summer break. Like everyone else, I also went to my grandmother’s place where all my cousins were gathered. We enjoyed it a lot. A week passed by, and my grandma got sick, and her health started to deteriorate. We couldn’t figure out what was going on with her. Things got worse in a matter of days and we had to admit her to a hospital. From sleepless nights to barely eating anything, I was terrified, terrified of losing my grandma. The person that I loved the most, was leaving me in front of my eyes and I was unable to do anything. I cried and prayed for a miracle to happen but to my dismay, things got even worse. I remember as clear as day, her oxygen level saturating to 50 which was alarmingly low. My life completely changed in these three days. I remember meeting her for the last time ever. I learnt that life is so unpredictable, all we can do is live it to the fullest. You never know the sudden turns life would take the very next moment. She left us. It was very difficult, very difficult. I grieved. But the only thing I could do at that time was to pray. So I prayed. I miss her every day but maybe this was the best for her.
Umaina Umar VIII Red
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