Friday July 16 2004 My grandmother Irene Mary Long died that day As did the rest of my family as did the person I was and my childhood I was born on November 6 1990 and I died on July 16 2004 and was reborn on July 17 2004 At least that is how I see it It feels as if I have lived two lives and have been two different people Both lives and versions of myself are so very different it is crazy This book is a book I have written in my head since I was 11 and a half years ago the summer of 2002 the summer my grandpa James huh Long died He died on June 7 2002 Back then I was very into Anne Frank and from that came the start of me writing and I have been writing off and on ever since But I want to focus on sepcically the aftermath of my Grandmothers death say from the period of July 2004 to say Sep 2004 and there are some events between then and now I will touch upon I hope to write a mi=uch longer more in deapth story that will touch on the period of march 2002 til sep 2004 But at this time I dont have access to my papers and letters from that time frame and think it better to just foucs on the aftermath of my Grandmothers Death and what happend in those months of july augast and septemeber that have forever shapped my life It is july 13 2019 and in three days will be the aversersay of my Grandmothers death and I feel its a fitting thing to ste teh record straight and expose some things from my point of view in tribute to my grandmother I feel have inhearted my grandmothers charector and feel I know how she would feel about what happend after her passing and the stae of our family today and well in memory of my Grandmother Irene M Long Here is my short story essay Death of a family my grandmother and me

Chapter one

So I hoestly belived my Grandmother had more time then she really had I think all the treatments and surgerys she had in the year to year and a half leading up to her dealth were in vain and only robbed her and us of time and what quilty of life she had I was ibstead of being a child at that time I could have been the age I am now and I could have been an advicate for her and a stronger care giver I could have had an adult realtionship with her and maybe I could have prevnted the events leading to and after her death Though my Grandmother and I left nothing unsaid I lived with her and my grandfather and my parents right from birth so I had them growing up and am so thankful for that and teh time I wass givin It shapped me and helped me for the second fase of my life where I needed to be strong the most I feel though I am forever mae=de to feel guilty for that privage and for that upbringing and it still is being done today and also felt deagreded to feel like a guest when other family visited instead of being treated like it was my home as well thriteen year old bridget has forever been paying for those sins and is still feeing the impact of them Children should never be held accountable for parents and there sins and say if theres a family rift you dont hold the child accountable as well and disown them along with the family member your choosing to disown I read an articile a few years ago and this is something that happends time and time again when the second parent passes there is most likely a rift caused by one or more siblings revieling deep seeded feelings and resenment and there is always one sibling that say is the one everyone still talks to but this sibling chooses not to aemptt to mend these rifts but rather play all sides and you see the children of the situation sometimes will folllow the parents lead and disown the relatives as well even though it has nothing to do with them in the first place or they choose to keep in touch and not follow what there parents are doing or sharing there thinking My family is no expection to that senero

Chapter 2

The day my grandma died and the months following My family turned againest my mother and I Before I get into that I want to make something clear my grandmother died of metastatic thyroid cancer which she had battled before and won She did not die because of lung cancer brought on by smoking Smoking diednt kill her metastatic thyroid cancer did It speard not only to her lungs but also to other places I also want to make clear my mother did not in any way cause my grandmas cancer and is not to blame for her death That is a sick and cruil blame that family memebers choose to lay on her and is not true She was my grandmothers primary caregiver and did her best as she knew it That sick tjeroy was started even before my Grandmother died as well as other nasty things about my mother I wish now I had told my grandmother and had made her aware of what those close were saying It may have made a difference in the aftermath of her death if she knew that all those close werent as they seem