As a child, I became very close with my grandfather as he would occasionally stay with us. As time passed by, my grandfather was perhaps the only relative that I sincerely regarded as a friend. I had a love for my other family members, especially my father and mother, but my connection with my grandfather transcended family ties. We would laugh together, watch television together, do certain things around the house together, and equally enjoy the evenings together as we often walked down the shores of the placid lake to watch the yellow sun dip serenely beneath the hills beyond. On several Christmas holidays, my parents and I would travel to our grandfather’s for a family reunion. These were the years when I was young and absent from care. Life was good.
As I grew older, I started desiring to someday improve the life of my grandfather beyond what it was and go with him on journeys across the world and especially Africa which he had always longed to visit to see the East African wildlife migrations. I endeavored, therefore, to work hard in school and obtain a good job so that I would be in a position to finance such ventures. However, when I was 16, my grandfather’s health begun to fail, and he sadly passed away in the ensuing months. His death hit me hard, and with him, went my childhood dreams.
In the wake of my grandfather’s premature death, I lost interest in school and relationships as I grew aloof and recluse (Myers, 69). People around me realized my hurt and strived to help me recover from the cruel loss, but some wounds go too deep, and time cannot heal all things. I tried not to appear selfish and personalizing the death but such efforts remained beyond me. I worked hard to be in a position to make grandfather happy, and when he left us, I lost the desire to soldier on with life as I faded into mediocrity and complete apathy. With unrelenting help from my parents, however, I am beginning to recover my stride once more, even as the loss lingers on, sharply wounding my innermost being with each passing day (Myers, 87).
Myers, David G. Psychology. 7th ed. New York: Worth, 2004; 69, 87. Print.