Archive for Thursday, October 11, 2007

Death teaches hard life lesson

October 11, 2007

I slowly walked next door to my grandparent's house, quiet and scared. I was 7 when I first found out my grandpa George Abel had bone cancer. All I knew was when my mom cries after someone calls her, it's not a good sign. The dreadful walk next door seemed to last for ages, even though it was really less than a minute.

I turned the doorknob and entered the dark, gloomy house, seeing an emotional side of my family I had never remembered. We made our way to the crowded bedroom at the end of the hallway. I pushed my way through my family, and shyly glanced at my grandfather. I knew what cancer was. It was the horrible, incurable disease that many of my family members have been affected by.

Uneasily, I gave grandpa a loose hug. If he was in pain, it didn't show -- it never did. He was always so good at that.

It's been one year now since the death of my grandpa. I've known for as long as I can remember he would always be a very important part of my life, but I never knew you could miss someone this much.

I don't know of any person who can say that grandpa was not a genuinely caring man. Once you met him, you couldn't help but fall head over heels in love with him. When you talked to him, you knew you were being heard.

It hurts so much knowing that he won't be there to listen anymore and that I can't run next door to share orange sherbet and Dr. Peppers with him -- almost as much as it hurt knowing he suffered for so long.

Now as a 13-year-old, I've realized God had a plan for him. He has a plan for everyone. I don't know about you, but I never question His authority. He knows what He's doing. In my grandpa's case, it was just his time to go and grandpa knew it. We all did. It broke my heart letting him go, but I'm sure he's loving Heaven.

Of course there's always the memories I would like to forget about like when he was suffering, but there's also the memories I will hold on to. Grandpa was always good at cheering everyone up. He had a way of lifting your spirits. He never failed to put a smile on your face. He was always very positive, very hard working, compassionate, unselfish and understanding. He left the world an accomplished man.

I feel so blessed to have had such a delightful person in my life, and cannot begin to imagine how much different I would be without his influence. It amazes me how one person can impact you like he did.

I still think of him, and cry often, as anyone who loses a loved one does. It helps knowing he's watching over me constantly. I only wish more people had as big of heart as my grandfather did.

I miss him dearly and always will, but his hope will forever live within me, and he will never lose his place in my heart.
Katelyn Abel is a Eudora Middle School eighth-grader. The Eudora News welcome other readers to share their personal observations, especially those involving life in the Eudora community.

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