The story is based on facts. I have experienced it personally in 1978. It was exactly the year when my maternal grandmother changed her residence to heaven.
At that time I was in my 1st grade. My grandmother lived with my mum dad and me. My grandmother Mary was American born and her childhood spent in Manchester USA where she was born. At the age of ten she came back to Poland. When I was born she was in her late sexties but she was my babysitter and taught me a lot of important things in my life. It was the most important person in my childhood I could say more important than my full -time working mum and dad.
My grandma loved flowers and countryside so all photos are for her..
And I remembered this day very well. It was Friday 22 nd September in 1978. The weather was sunny and warm. At 2 p.m I came back from school to home. My grandmother was at home so it meant a delicious dinner for me and great company. As usual I opened the door to my house and I was calling my grandmother but unfortunately nobody answered. So I decided to go to my grandma's room. My grandma was in her bed quietely sleepind so I touched her but she din't react. She was dead and I tried to rescue her but it didn't work...
So I was crying all time and called to my mum. At that moment my world changed forever.
I believe my grandma would be proud of me the only granddaughter. I graduated from two universities I speak foreign languages. I love travelling like her. And the most important I love USA the homeland of my grandma. And I promised my grandma in the past I visit her country one day. And I believe I do my best to be honest person as my granny was.
Thanks grandmother Mary to be part of my childhood. You are always in my memory..
My grandmother meant the world to me. Her death has been the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with. The life lessons she passed on has helped me become the person I've become