2001 was and is probably the most conflicted year of my life. Even though I anticipated the excitement and joy of graduating from UC Berkeley, my grandmother's health was failing. And so began a roller coaster ride over the next several months. My grandmother Graciela passed away in May 2001 which was heartbreaking to say the least. We had grown up living with her as kids so when she passed our family needed to be put back together again.
My sister had been pregnant during the time our grandmother was sick. It's funny because she was scared to tell her she was going to have a baby. Even though she told her, we still don't know for sure if she really knew. My nephew Valentino was born a month after my grandmother died. June 2001.
It was hard to celebrate my graduation in knowing my grandmother wasn't there to share in those memories. September 11th, 2001 soon followed which only added to this conflicted year. I never would have thought that this day would hold such a burden on my heart as it has. My father would be fighting for his life on this day the following year.
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