A Day I'll Never Forget
At the young age of 51, my best friend Mary A. Tolbert, my grandmotherwas taken away from me by a sudden "massive heart attack."Living in Sacramento I had just left my grandmother's house. Earlier that Monday evening in September my grandmother had just finished babysitting me at the age of ten. I gave my grandmother a big wet kiss on the cheek while she was lying on the snow-white velvet couch trimmed in baby blue. As she was watching her favorite game show, "The Wheel Of Fortune""I'll see you later." I told her as I walked out the door. Although she did look a bit tired I assumed it was from dealing with me all day, an energetic ten year old. She convinced me she was feeling fine. Early that Tuesday morning is one that I'll never forget. I was awakened at 3:00 AM, by some woman who sounded like her voice was hoarse, I didn't realize it was my mother; she was informing me that she thought my grandmother was dead. I wasn't fully awaken yet, but coherent enough to understand the words that came out of her mouth. Like a skyrocket I sa
Not yet ready to except the fact her mother was gone I watched my mother, how was a nurse at the time began C. At once, I got into my mother's compact white Nissan Sentra as she slammed it into reverse, backing out of the driveway wasting no time at all. At that moment I demanded we call 911. He had pronounced my grandmother dead at 3:39 A. While sitting on the floor next to her covered body as I am moaning, rocking myself, and drowning in my own tears. By the time my mother was finished she was exhausted from pounding on my grandmother's chest and giving her deep breaths inhalations. While the coroner was making his way up the stairs with his gurney and a black body bag, waiting to take her to the morgue until she was picked up by the funeral home. I saw my grandmother lying down against the cold wall of her bedroom.
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