[October 22,2021|Friday]
Hello fellow reader's! How was your day? I hope you'll doing fine. Another day, another article to be published, lol! These past few days my articles to published has all fictional stories and I hope everyone liked it on my stories. Yesterday I dicided to not publish an article today because of my very busy day but,here I am writing some article about my acceptance,lol!
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In the past month, my grandma has gone because of a heart attack. It really surprised me, because before she died, I thought to myself that I was going to call her, because I really missed her,but the distined has really . In my 14 years in this world, she has always been by my side to teach me and love me, and when the pandemic happened, she decided to go to Provins in Bicol to stay for a while because my uncle needed her. My grandma is a person who gives you all the love and appreciates what you are doing in life. That's why I really really love her. But the month of September is coming, the month that I wasn't ready for the big twist coming in our lives.
I always thought that if she were alive, I would be happy right now, but here I am always crying at night, because I am not yet ready to accept her death. Every night, I always watch her video while she sings the worship song. Every night that I hear her voice, my eyes can't stop tearing, and in the morning my eyes are swolle. I know my family knows that I always cry, but they know that I am not ready to accept the situations in our life. They are not blaming me because in the past 14 years that I have been alive, my grandma has always been there for me and kept cheering me up.
Yesterday morning I dreamed that my grandmother was wiping my tears from my eyes and she was telling me to "please don't cry. I know it's hard to accept, but please don't cry." When I started to realize that it was just a dream, my eyes started to tear up and I slapped my face because I was hoping that it was real. I was hoping that my grandmother was alive and well, but life always gives a plot twist in life. I was thinking while crying that it's time to accept my grandmother's death. It's time to accept all the bad things coming in our lives? But how? It is really hard.
When I heard a knock, I immediately wiped my tears because I didn't want them to know that I was crying again. I don't want to worry them. I was thinking that, why do they simply accept the situations? Why is it so hard for me to accept the truth?
Then I realized the word "accept". We need to accept the things that come into our lives. Maybe my dream about my grandmother is a sign that I need to move on ,accept the truth and that I need to stop thinking about her, but I promised myself that she would always be there in my heart. I really really miss her. I really really love her, but I need to accept.
I wish my grandmother was very happy right now and contending with everything. I hope in another life, you will still be my grandmother. We'll miss you Nay!
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10|22|21 [12:28 pm]
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Sorry for your loss. This made me miss my lola. My maternal grandma is my favorite of all. I like her silence and kindness.