Who Have A Better Family Friend Than My Grantie?
I don’t think anyone has a better family friend than my “Grantie.”/Linda. My family came up the name Grantie because she was like a grandmother and aunt figure all in one and we thought it would be the perfect name. She is such a special person to me and my family. When my mom had me and she was going back to work she needed someone to watch me. My mom was talking about it when she was with some friends and almost immediately grantie said “I WILL” and that was it since I was 2 months old, she has been a part of my life, and made a big impact. She has such a spunky spirit. She was a very die heart Vikings fan. She also is very into the holiday Halloween, she decorated her whole entire house with big decorations and in her front yard, she puts up humongous blow up character and Halloween themed decorations. She sticks with things she believed in. So when I found out she had this awful disease I was
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She had always been there for me and I really hoped that she would beat the crap out of this disease. A few weeks had passed and my mom had seemed very sad when she walked in the door after getting home. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that “Linda was not getting any better in fact she was getting worse” and the cancer was accelerating quickly. I was very sad that she was not getting any better and that night I prayed to god that she was going to fight. More weeks had passed without any news and I was getting worried. Then my mom got a call from grantie’s daughter saying that “ She was really going downhill and that if we wanted to see her we had better come soon.” My mom later that day told me of course I was heartbroken I had really believed that she was strong enough to get through this. Later that week we went to visit her for the first
She had always been there for me and I really hoped that she would beat the crap out of this disease. A few weeks had passed and my mom had seemed very sad when she walked in the door after getting home. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that “Linda was not getting any better in fact she was getting worse” and the cancer was accelerating quickly. I was very sad that she was not getting any better and that night I prayed to god that she was going to fight. More weeks had passed without any news and I was getting worried. Then my mom got a call from grantie’s daughter saying that “ She was really going downhill and that if we wanted to see her we had better come soon.” My mom later that day told me of course I was heartbroken I had really believed that she was strong enough to get through this. Later that week we went to visit her for the first