I’ve decided to try something new. I’m taking an online class so that I can graduate early this december. In this class I have to write Response Journals. I think that these jornals will make wonderful blog entries since i started this blog to write about anyting that came to mind. Here’s the most recent one. Let me know what you think.

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English 4B

July 9, 2009

Response Journal #7

            I must say that my grandfather, Ken —–, faced death without even blinking. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. He never acted like he had cancer, not even when he could only lie in bed and wait for God to call him home.

            He lived his life as if nothing had happened; he was still the same old “Grampa.” He loved unconditionally, went to church, went to work, and helped Gramma in every way possible. We all knew what was coming but we never spoke of the end. It was too painful.

            On Thanksgiving Day in 2005, my family was getting ready to go over to my grandparents’ house when my mother received a call from grandma….

            Grampa had died. He wasn’t afraid and left with love in his heart. My Gramma had gone into Grampa’s room to check on him and see if the visiting nurse needed anything. When she left she said “I love you, sweetheart.”

            “I love you, too,” was what he replied with his last breath. The nurse waited for my Grampa’s chest to rise again with the breath, but it never did. She waited and waited. Grampa was gone. She went down and gently broke the news to Gramma. She said that it was the sweetest and most peaceful death she had ever seen.

People say death is one of the scariest things to experience. But how would they know? They’re alive and have only maybe experienced it secondhand. I think that death must be a peaceful thing and that it does take a lot of courage to face it. I mean, no one wants their life to end because there is always much more to experience.  No one knows when their time is and living or everyday life, to me, is very courageous in the fact that it can hit us and we won’t even know until we reach heaven.

*Lauren*