My grandmother came to visit us for Christmas last year (2016). With her, we spent a nice Christmas and she stayed in my house till the 15th of January where she and my family who lives in Buenos Aires came for holidays, too.
When she arrived to the house she was okay, but a time later she got sick. She was dehydrated and weak so we had to take her to sanatorium.
She stayed in that sanatorium for one month till she could return to my home. Those were difficult times for the family, we were sad and worried about her.
We had another family member. We took care of her. We did things like prepare a tray with food for her to eat in bed, we brought her bottles of water that she drank like in two days time and brought whatever she needed to.
Continue reading “My grandmother´s departure”
During this period since I wrote for the last time till yesterday that I started again, many things happened.
My 20-year-old brother is a disabled person. He uses a wheelchair and this year he has been operated from the hips down.
This surgery at some point of his life had to be done. My parents knew that and decided to do it when he was old enough and when he couldn’t keep doing the physical activities he had as normally. He stopped doing those when he began to feel pain in the hips.
Continue reading “What had happened?”
Well, I should start from the beginning. Last Thursday and yesterday I went camping with my school on a hill and we slept in a shelter. It was fun first we climbed the mountain (lasted three hours) and had lunch in the way and at the night we saw three shooting stars in the sky and more interesting and funny things.
But what I want to talk about it´s that when I called my mom because she wanted to talk to me, I talked about the camp until she said:
– I have to tell you a slightly sad news. Your grandfather died this afternoon.
And I said:
– That´s not a slightly sad news.
Continue reading “I’m going to miss you grandpa”