A story about someone dying and going back for a visit after their death.. |
My family lived in North Carolina and my mother's family lived in Virginia. Our Summer vacations were spent in Virgina at my grandparents house. My grandparents were very sweet caring people. They loved each other to no end. My grandfather doted on my grandmother. I never remember him working even though I knew he did because he had Black Lung from working in the coal mines. He never let anything slow him down. His days was spent loving my grandmother taking care of his little dog named Missy, who bit me too many times to remember and looking after his roses. He had big beautiful red roses. Grandpa was always in the front yard taking care of them. My grandfather died when I was twelve years old, he had a heart attack sitting in his favorite chair. His dog Missy died a couple of weeks later underneath grandpa's chair. Grandpa's roses continued to come back year after year. My grandmother lived at least ten years after my grandfather died. The last time I saw her “I said I will see you soon grandma I love you!" She said," this will be the last time I see you Susie, I will not live much longer." I just told her to stop talking like that I would see her soon. A couple of weeks later I received a phone call in the middle of the night. My sister said ,"hurry grandma is asking for you , the doctors say she is barely hanging on." I jumped on the first plane out of Hawaii where I was living at the time and headed to Virginia. When I finally got off the plane and saw my sister I knew I was too late. My uncle lived with my grandmother and took care of her. When she died they decided to sell the house so my uncle decided to move to North Carolina. He had his bags by the door and was ready for his trip the next day. It was a short day for him. My uncle was found on the kitchen floor after the fire was put out. My grandparents home was destroyed and my uncle was taken away from us. Our family decided to have the house rebuilt and sold. A couple of years later I decided while I was in Virginia to go by and see the new house since I had never been by. It was a nice house from my view by the road. In the front yard was the most beautiful sight Grandpa's Roses. I could almost see grandpa standing there looking at his prized roses and I had tears in my eyes when I turned away. |