Abuela, i love you ! Say it , i love you , te quiero . My Abuela (grandma) always had a problem saying I love you. She never said it in any way or language. I knew she loved me, but she would never say the words I love you. That day i was determined to get her to say it, but of course she didnt. About a week later The date was Aug 24 2000 my first day of kindergarden, I was so happy. I had a great day at school and then went to my Abuelitas house to wait for my older sisters to get out out of school. I was really bored so i asked my uncle to come outside and play. As we were outside my abuelito (Grandpa) came running outside yelling saying "Your abuelita shes sick!". Me and my uncle thought nothing of it because my abuelo always exagerates. 5 minutes later he came running outside again sayin "Please come inside, its gotten worse!" So me and my uncle ran inside. As i ran into her bedroom i saw her she was on the floor throwing up. Her whole body was pale and her arm was shaking. As both my uncle and my Abuelito were trying to help her they yelled to me and said "CALL 911!". I was so scared I didnt move. My uncle got up ran past me and dialed 911. About 10 minutes later the ambulance arrived. I Stood there watching as the paramedics tried to help her. One of them grabbed me and closed the room door. I sat there next to the door as they prepared her and took her to the hospital.
Me and my whole family were at the hospital, at the age i was i didnt really get what was going on. i thought that my grandma was just very sick but death never came to my mind. We waited for hours until the docter came out. He talked to all the adults and then we all walked into the room my abuela was in. She was more plae then ever. Everyone had there time to talk to her but everyone was crying so bad they never really got any words out. She could talk but not very much. As i approched her i noticed she was very sick and i stared crying. she said "its alright mija dont cry, just remember no matter what i love you." Then i heard a noise. My older sister rushed to get me and my little cousin out of the room. Later that night i had asked my mom when abuela was comming home. She had told me "Your grandma won't be with us any more. the angels took her, but she will be fine" Thats when i realized my grandma had passed away. I Cried for days, then i realized that she told me she loved me. That was the thing that helped me move on and it warmed my heart. I realized that even though my grandma was no longer here, she was in a better place. Sometimes i feel that if me and my uncle listened to my grandpa the first time we would have called the ambulance sooner and she would still be alive, because they would have helped her sooner. When i think back to the night i remember standing there watching my grandma have a heart attack in shock not knowing what to do. Maybe i could have helped? I could have called 911 so my uncle could attend to my grandma. i feel bad for what happed, but then i think back to the last time i seen my abuela and for the first time ever she somebody she loved them, and that somebody was me. I love you abuela and i miss you .
