We all know that life is unpredictable, but sometime it’s hard to take or accept when it comes to the point of knowing that your family member is dying and there is nothing you can do about it, because you live too far from each other. I hope that it will never happen to none of you, because it happened to me once and it was the saddest moment of my life.
It was two days before Christmas; I had my knee ligament replacement surgery. I was extremely nervous before they putted me to sleep. There were so many nurses and a doctor around and I had no clue what they were going to do to me. The surgery only took a few hours to get done. After the surgery, I didn’t feel much pain until the next day. Luckily, the doctor prescribed me a pain relief medicine. It would work really fast, however it made very drowsy.
Even though I couldn’t walk, but I was so exciting for Christmas and there it was Christmas’s Eve. It was a snowy night, I was lying down on the couch and watched my front yard covering with snow; it was so beautiful. My parents were in the kitchen cooked us some dinner. Suddenly, my house phone started to ring, my dad answered. I knew that it was my aunt called from Cambodia. However, I noticed that there was something wrong because my dad had changed his emotion; I could barely hear him talked and I was right next to him. I asked, “What wrong?” He didn’t reply, but his eyes started to tears. It was the first time in my life to see he cried.
At that moment, the first thing that came in my mind was my grandmother, but I didn’t say a word. The conversation wasn’t really long, as soon as my dad hung up the phone, I asked him again, “What is going on?” and the answered was just exactly like my thought. My grandmother got so sick and she hadn’t eaten for three days. The doctor told my aunt that there was no more hope. I was shocked to hear that and there were so many things running in my mind.
At that night, there was nothing we could do beside waited for the phone call, because my aunt promised that she will keep us update. I couldn’t stay up for so long because I took the pain relief medicine. Somehow, I got up around four in the morning, I saw my dad and mom sat beside me and cried. At that moment, I didn’t want to ask what happened, but I wished that it was just a dream. My dad looked at me with his eyes filled with tears and said, “Your grandmother had left us an hour ago,” and before she left, she kept calling your name. As soon as I heard that I was about to pass out; I couldn’t cry but I felt like my heart was about to break into a million pieces or about stop beating.
There were so many things that I haven’t done or tell her. I planned to visit her again in this summer. I wanted to show her my diploma and graduation pictures to make her proud. But everything was a little too late, I didn’t even have a chance to say good bye and I couldn’t even be there for her funeral. It was happened too quickly; I could barely take it. I just talked to her the day before my surgery. I could still hear her voice in my ears. From that experience, I learned one thing, life is very unpredictable. We never know when it’s going to end, so take advantage of every second that you have and do what you have to do to the person that you love. Do not wait until the last minute to tell or show that person of how much you love and appreciate him/her, because it might be too late just like what happened to me.