In this paragraph I will be telling you about a very important lesson that I learned in life. All through my life I grew up with my grandma. She was the most important person in my life. I was closer to her than I was my parents. I could tell her anything and everything. We would go out for ice cream, and she would get me something every time we went anywhere. I would go see her almost every day. But in February of 2009 she was diagnosed with lung cancer. It was the second hardest thing I had to ever dealt with in my life, knowing that she was going to get all these treatments, lose all her hair, and possibly die. She was so calm about it though. I still tried to see her three or four times a week. Then my parents started going less and less. They stopped talking about it, and everyone was in a dark and damper mood. It seemed like a black cloud just settled in all of us. I would always ask, “Can we go, please?” They would always say we’ll see. Then that July my dad planned a vacation for us. We were leaving the beginning of August. I was excited at first because it got my mind off of what was going on with my grandma, and I think that was the purpose of it. Then it hit me. She was dying. The whole month of July I basically lived in the hospital. She always would tell me to go be a normal teenager. I never listened. I was always there. Then on August 3st I had to say goodbye to go on the family vacation. At first I was reluctant, but after a while I became more excited to go. So we packed up our things and were on our way. We had loads of fun all week until Thursday, August 6, 2009. My Dad broke the news to me that she had died the past Monday, right after I left. My Dad informed me that the funeral was in a few days so I immediately got a plane ticket home to be there with the rest of my family. This being the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through taught me many