Document Type
Life and Death Essay
Publication Date
2008
Excerpt
One month after my grandmother died, I still feel the grief of losing her and that grief remains within my family. My grandma's pictures are everywhere in my grandparents' apartment. Black and white pictures of her and my grandpa at their wedding day, the family pictures when my mother and my aunt were still small girls sitting on my grandparents' laps, to the color picture where I as a baby lay sleeping in my grandmother's arms. Photos tell stories, the stories about the wonderful life my grandma had with my grandpa, the stories of how she played the role as a wife, a mother, a grandmother, and a doctor. Pictures of my grandpa and grandma visiting my uncle and aunts in California; they were sitting in the swings with bright smiles blossoming on their faces. Pictures were taken when she was performing an operation as a surgeon. It is hard to tell my grandma's age from the pictures. She was such an energetic person even in her sixties and seventies, and I always felt that there were still lots of things in her life waiting to be done, to be experienced.
Recommended Citation
Cai, Ni (Sally), "Let Grief Fade Its Color (2008)" (2008). The Valpo Core Reader. 614.
http://scholar.valpo.edu/core_reader/614