After the 3 hour flight home and a quick drive, I was finally at the front door of the house. I knocked and heard my mother and little brother run to the door, my brother is three years old. Once my mother opened the door she hugged me and let me inside from the cold autumn winds. She explained what was going on with his surgery and she told me that he really wanted to see me since I moved in with Mono, Matt, and Ryan. The only reason I moved in with them was because I wanted to spend more time with Mono and help her with everything.
I spent the night at my mother's house and the next morning she woke me up at an early time. I carried my sleeping brother to the car and put him in the car seat carefully so I didn't wake him up. I then got in the front passenger seat next to my mother and we drove to the nursing home that my 60 year old grandfather was in. He looked perfectly healthy. Apparently after his surgery he woke up to go to the bathroom and nobody told him that if he were to try to walk that he would mess everything up. And that's what happened, he messed everything up inside of him that was supposed to be fixed during the surgery. And there is a great possibility that he might die.
When we arrived there and got to his room with a sleepy three year old in a stroller, he looked to happy to see us.
"Poly, you have grown so much since the last time I have seen you. It has been a year, hasn't it?" He has been in a hospital far away from our hometown until now, he is in a nursing home down the street from my mom.
"Yes, I have also moved out too."
"Wow. How old are you now my dear?"
"Eighteen"
"When way your birthday again?"
"A few weeks ago but I didn't celebrate it because so much was going on."
"Oh, well happy late birthday!"
"Thank you, the only person who said anything was Mom. She called me, her and Leo sang to me on the phone." Leo was my younger brother.
"I would have called you if I could have, you know that."
"I always know that grandpa." I looked over to my mom and noticed her and my little brother were asleep so I got my phone out and took a photo.
After half an hour of talking with my grandpa about all the games we would play with the family when my dad was still alive, my mom finally woke up. She said that we would have a family dinner with my grandpa tomorrow. Tomorrow is also the day I go home. My mom drove me and my sleepy baby brother home.
When we got home I put my brother to sleep and then went to sleep on my old bed in my old room, remembering everything. It wasn't long that I have been living with Mono but I still missed this place, but not enough to move back.
When I woke up I immediately went and helped my mom cook food for the dinner. Many of my relatives were coming over, some that I haven't seen in years and some that I haven't seen at all. In all there were thirty-six people coming. All of my grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and people who were married into the family somehow.
When me and my mom were finally done we set up the huge table and the many chairs around it. We also set up as many old high-chairs that we could find because there were going to be six children who were around my brother's age, not including my brother. We finally got done and my mother hugged me and told me that I did great today with helping her. I love my mom, she is the strongest person I know. My older sister's dad passed away when he got shot because he was a cop, my older sister passed away because she was in a house fire, and me and my brother's dad passed away but nobody knows why, he disappeared one day and my mom called the cops and they did a whole search for him and then a week later they found his dead body and there was no way to tell how he died. He died when my brother was only a week old and I was almost fifteen. My mom had a hard time getting through it, but she did and I am proud she is feeling better now.
