A Deceased Person I Wish I Could Talk To...

There are a few people that made a huge impact on my life that are no longer with me and I would love to talk to.

My Grandfather, we called Papaw. The year I was born he had a massive stroke and medical advances were not like they are now. He was never the same from the stories I heard. What little memory I have of him does not depict him in the best of ways. I know he loved me and my family but with his medical problem he couldn't always show it. He passed away when I was in the second grade. The weeks after his death are a blur to me, not only because it was so long ago but because so much happended and it all seemed so fast at that young of an age. I wish I could talk to him. I just want to know what he was like before the stroke and what he would say to me.

My Grandmother, we called Mawmaw. This was by far the most amazing woman I have ever known in my life. She was very stronge and went through so much in her lifetime, I just don't know how she did it. She passed away my senior year in high school. I mostly regret the way I acted the last few years she was alive and around the time of her death. For personal reasons I did not visit her as much as I should have. I was a teenager who only cared about herself. I really wish she would have been able to at least see me graduate. I miss her so much and even though I do not think about her everyday I will never forget her and the impact she made on my life. I would give anything to talk to her and get any advice she could give me. I miss her so much.

Ty Hall. Ty was a boss of mine, that quickly became a good friend. Though I did not know him very long or very well his death really hit me hard. It was not long after my grandmother passed and it was the day before I graduated high school. There were so many emotions going on at once during this time of my life. I think one of the hardest things about his passing was the way it happened. He was young, not even 40, and had cancer. I didn't know until after he passed that he also had AIDS which is probably why the cancer took him so quickly. He was a great friend to me and I could talk to him about anything. I felt like he was an adopted uncle, friend, and older brother all at the same time. No matter what I went to him to talk about he never judged me or tried to tell me what to do, he just listened and gave me the best advice he could. I really miss joking around with him and would love to talk to him again.