Reflective Essay On My Papa

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Reflective Essay on Death and Love At one time, I experienced a life lesson that has helped shape the person I am today. The person you see before you every time you look at me has been through so many lessons, it’s unreal, but there is one that truly sticks in my mind.Approximately three years ago, my Grandmother died the night she returned home from a two week trip to Arizona. At the time, she was seeing a man named Marvin, as my real grandfather died about ten years ago. He had been in my life since I could remember; after all, I was only four when my Pap’s died. I believe she met him two years after that, making me about six years old. I am fourteen now, so that’s a great deal of my life to have him in. At my Grandmother’s funeral later that week, I realized something. Where was Marvin? Why wasn’t he there? It was all so strange. The reception after the funeral was nice, but still no Marvin. I remember I was playing with my little brother when there he was! Marvin! Oh, I’d missed him! What a relief to see him! That was when he said them–the words I’ll never forget. “I can’t be around you guys anymore,” his voice was so calm it was frightening. “The pain and the memories you strike in me, they’re just too much. My former wife’s funeral was at Rausch-that same Funeral home-That’s why I wasn’t there.” Being eleven, those words were not something I was able to fully comprehend. To this day, I still don’t fully understand them, though I have somewhat of a better grasp. That was the last time I saw him. The hug he’d given me before he turned his back on me; my family– That was the last time I touched him.As I said before, it’s been five years, nearly six now, but I still think of him– The man who influenced so much of my life. Every now and then I get a little brave. Maybe if I just pick up the phone...he won’t hang up on me right? But who am I

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