The Loss Of My Life

Have you ever lost someone who you are extremely close to? I have, I’ve lost two incredible people in my life. I used to have the two greatest people with me until one day my world was flipped upside down. It was a breezy spring day and I was sitting outside reading a book my Grandma had given to me and “ring ring” the phone rang, I dashed inside and answered. There was an unknown voice on the other end, her voice was soft and calm but you could tell she was hiding something. She told me that she was sorry repeatedly, I became so bewildered, I requested her to tell me what she felt sorrow for. I dropped the phone, I abandoned the woman. This couldn’t be true, this could not be happening, my worst nightmare had become a reality. The woman was a nurse at Central Districts Hospital and she had told me the most drastically devastating news I had ever heard. Grandma and Grandpa were travelling home from their holiday batch in Kaikoura and that's when tragedy struck, they collided with another vehicle and both died at hospital.

My heart just got pulled out and turned into confetti. I was  falling down a tunnel of despair and didn’t know if I was ever going to come out the other end. I needed them, they were my everything, they were the thing that I pushed myself for, they were my rock. I just couldn’t see the Earth without them.

A week later I was still struggling to come to terms with the wicked turn of events. I decided to actually do something about it. My Grandparents used to take me to a lovely sunny place in Mangrove Forest, it was by a glistening lake and surrounded by flowers that were as white as snow. We would take a picnic and just spend amazing hours listening to stories till the sun departed. I went to the garage and grabbed the three chairs we once sat on at their humble abode. The chairs were made from a dusty coloured maple material, they were a picture of love, laughter and wisdom. I took the old souls and packed them into my turquoise ute. I blasted out my Grandpa’s CD and traveled to the beloved spot in Mangrove Forest. Rain clouds immediately formed in my eyes and started to pour. I collected the chairs from the back and scanned the area for somewhere to place the chairs. I glanced over to a cleared spot in front of the trees and beside the lake, it was perfect. I planted the chairs into the earth. I took a step back and admired the picture perfect scene. This was it, this was what I needed to come to terms with the loss of my Grandparents.

My Grandparents had a spectacular life, they left an incredible legacy and now i’ts up to me to carry on that legacy and make them proud.