She’s lying there in bed sleeping after chemo.
The room is quiet and cold
Her body aches from the cancer that spread through her body.
She only gets up on occasion for medicine and tries to go to the bathroom,
But sometimes she can’t make it.
Her oxygen is helping her breathe,
Maybe the only thing allowing her to breathe.
Breathing without it was hard for her,
She needs it to keep her comfortable.
But one day she didn’t need it anymore,
That day was the worst day of my life,
Full of tears and sadness.
There is never a day that I don’t think about her.
Grieving was definitely a part of my life for months on end,
Haunting me like a nightmare.
I wrote down all my feelings.


You were always there to cheer for me at all my games.
You were my number one fan, and I am sure you still are.
I lied down all the time and thought about the great times we had together.
When you were in the guest room,
And I sat next to you forever just talking to you
About life and how much I love you.
Talking about all the life lessons you taught me,
Like how to be a good person,
And to treat others with respect
And to always have “confidence in me”
To go for that top dream, and work hard at it.
Always striving for the best and not accepting anything less.
I thank that oxygen to allow me to tell you all this Grandma,
One last time.