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My Hardest Day In My Life

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One of the hardest times in my life was when my papaw died. I’m sad to say I lost him to the ugly word called cancer. When he did die, I was expecting it to happen sometime because he had cancer, but i wasn’t expecting it to happen when it did. When they say “you get better before the worst happens” I experienced that with my papaw. The hardest part about all this is thinking about how he won’t be here to watch me graduate, be at my wedding, or watch me live the rest of my life. I remember the day exactly that he died. My day had already been at the hospital, and I was sitting in science class when my mom asked if she could talk to me outside in the hallway. I got so nervous because I already knew he was in bad shape. All she told me was he wasn’t in good shape and my dad wanted her to go up there. At school I could only think about him, worrying if that past weekend would be the last time I saw him forever, and sadly it was. When my mom picked me up and I saw my sister had come home from college I started to realize he …show more content…

He could also talk your ear up, he would sit there and have a complete conversation with a stranger. We always used to say he would even sit there for hours talking to a wall. One of the worst thing that happened in his lifetime happened a couple of months before he passed. My grandparents own a lot of land in Greenwood and my grandma has always wanted to have a brand new house to live in so he knew he was dying so he started building it for her. He met this man at an auction and my papaw was telling him he wanted to do this for her and this man said he could build it for him. My papaw gave him the money to build a barn first. A couple months went by after he gave him the money and it turns out this guy took off with my papaw’s money and never came back. The good thing is after my papaw passed my meme got to renovate her house and is very happy about

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