Prof. Stookey- stuart
Life is not always full of happiness.. I lost my favorite person in the world. She was always there for me and was like my second mother. She gave me hope and strength in times of difficulty and distress. She helped me in all aspects of my life and made me what I am today. She was always there. Her smile made me feel as if I was in my happy place which I can't find anymore because she isn't here anymore, though I always try and remember her smile its no use because it's like someone erased it from my memory. She was a beautiful person. She was my cousin Elizabeth.
As I was standing there all alone I thought back to the time when I got to spend a week with Elizabeth. I come from a big family with many loving aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. Almost a year ago, most of the family was together for my other cousin's wedding. All the cousins sat at the same table and we had such a good time together. Elizabeth was twelve years older than I. She was a busy person; she had many things that she wanted to accomplish. She was an interpreter for the deaf and worked at a middle school with deaf kids; she was studying to become a minister for the deaf at her church; she worked with abused and neglected children as a volunteer, and she was helping her brother Jose raise his kids. She didn't let me know about these things by bragging or even complaining,
she was just sharing her life with me. I spent at rest of the week being with her and she was like a big sister to me. She helped me through some tough times when I was having a lot of doubt about my faith. I was so honored that I had the chance of getting to know her and now, I would never get the chance to tell her how I felt and how much she helped me. My chance was gone because she is gone.
My mom had been going to school in Puerto Rico and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house. She had been away for two weeks and wanted to come home for the...