Rose Vincent

What defines one person to be so great to get the title hero? Is it someone who is always there for you and supports every decision you make in your life. Someone you make good memories with. My grandma was my hero, she was a very hardworking person and she cared about her family. Couple years ago my grandma come very ill. She had Guillain-Barré Syndrome.

The reason why my grandma is my hero is, three years ago my grandma became very ill. She was in and out of the hospital; she even died and then they brought her back. She suffered from Guillain-Barré Syndrome, which affects all the nerves in your system. Also she suffered from a blood disorder. My grandma fought for her life everyday. I never knew if I was going to wake up still having a grandma. I can still remember the last words my grandma said to me: "I love you." I will never forget those words. She was always looking pretty no matter what. Her sickness affected our family a lot. She went through a lot of suffering. She fought for her life every day. She was always thee when you needed her. She never forget a birthday, wedding anniversary, any holiday - she never forgot it. She always put others before herself. My grandma meant the world to me.

My hero was born September 26, 1939 and died October 28, 2008. My grandma passed away from an illness that she had been fighting with for the past three years. It finally got to the point where my grandma didn't have the strength to carry on anymore. I miss her very much. I know that she is in a better place and she is watching over me. She was like my best friend. We could talk for hours on the phone. Every year for my birthday she called me and and my uncle Frank would play the piano and she would tell me happy birthday. This last year was the last year she did it. That's one thing I miss is hearing my grandma's voice.

It's not hard to explain why my grandma is so important to me. She had a really big impact in my life. My grandma died October 28, 2008, she passed away two weeks after my birthday. See passed away peacefully in her sleep. I remember that night when I got that call. Everybody was asleep except for me and my dad. He was in his room and I was in mine, talking to a friend on the phone, when I heard my dad's cell phone rang. I told my friend to hold and I walked into my dad's room and I knew it right then and there she passed away. That was the hardest thing to hear, knowing that I could never hear my grandma's voice or get to talk to her when I need her the most. It didn't sink in until the day of her funeral. That was the hardest day just seeing her in the coffin now that i couldn't talk to her. When they closed the coffin, it really hit me that she was really gone. I asked myself why god took her. She was a great women. I don't think it was her time to go. She was always there for me when I needed her. I always spent the weekends with her. She would get up early and make breakfast and stay up late and watch movies. My grandma meant the world to me and knowing that she is gone hurts but i keep telling myself that she is in a better place and she is looking down on me.