By:Kennedy Heyboer

One night I was at my house and my dad was at work. My dad called my mom and started to talking to her. When mom go off the phone with my dad she told my sisters and me that our great aunt had a heart attack when I found that out I was asking my mom a lot of questions like is she okay? What happened? Is she in the hospital? When did it happen? A couple of days later it was a Sunday so my family went to church. After church we went to the Holland Hospital to see her she was all hocked up to Ivy’s. I saw my great aunt and uncle in the room where Aunt Betty was. My dad told me that she only would have a couple of more days to stay alive. After a couple of days my dad told me that she had died. I was sad. I didn’t really ever get to see her because she was in the nursing home. It really hit me when I figured out that she died. I still really miss her. Every time that we went to the nursing home I remember that she would have a big shiny smile on her face because she would like it when we would visit her. My grandparents would usually go on Sundays so sometimes we would get to go with them.

She was very important to me because she could always cheer me up!!