My grandfather died this week.

 I went out, bought a new black dress, and went to the funeral. I was hard watching my Aunts and Uncles break down. I’ve looked up to them my entire life and have always expected them to be strong. Even though I break down at just the thought of my father dying.

It really was inevitable, my real grandfather was gone awhile ago. Seeing that he had alzheimer’s. So it didn’t bother me as much as it could of. But it made me think, and made my heart go out to all that have no one to mourn them. 

And it made me think of an experience I had, not one of great importance, but one that touched my heart.

I had signed up for a website that connects you with people from all over globe. It basically let you pick a pen friend to talk to through email. And after I had put my ‘ad’ up I received a few emails.

One was from an old lady from the U.K. she was in the hospital and didn’t have much time left, and she wanted conpainionship. She never had any kids of her own, her husband and family were all dead and she had no one. I had no way to prove any of this but she never once asked me of anything so I have no reason to disbelieve any of it.

We talked for awhile, every day I would get online, check my email, and find one from her. She told me a little about herself, and I the same.

She kept me updated on her medical conditions and I tried my best to give her hope. But soon she informed me that she had only a short amount of time left. And she wanted to leave everything to me!

I couldn’t except it and convinced her to give the money to charity. ( I only did what any person should of done) And I haven’t heard from her since.

It may have been an attempt at a hoax. Or it may have been the ending of a long and hopefully happy life. I’m glad I got to be a part of it at the end. And I’m glad that I can be someone to remember her.

For that life’s purpose isn’t it? To be remembered? To make an impact? To embed your self so deeply into the human race that your mark never comes off. Through child birth, through actions, and through remembrance.  

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