It was a beautiful fall evening that has stained my life permanently. To me it just seemed like any other ordinary day. Friday, the day we always count down to because we know that the weekend is ahead. Everyone is hurrying to go home and get some rest. I got home from school that day and I immediately knew something was wrong.
Many of my brothers and sisters gathered at my parent’s house and had a look of devastation on them. I started to question them “what has happened?” After a few minutes my mom responded with tears running down her face, saying that my uncle has fallen of a ladder and got seriously injured. My dad wasn’t home when I came from school, but later on I was informed that he has left with my brother to the scene. When my dad was headed to the scene, his boss gave him a call stating that his brother passed away.
It was shocking news to everyone because he was only in his forties, no one believed that this has happened because they weren’t expecting this to happen or they didn’t want to believe that this has happened. It was so hard for many of the relatives, but especially for my dad because they worked together and spoke with each other daily. The same day my uncle passed away my dad spoke with him a couple hours before, which was the last time.
After this has happened I became really grateful for what I have. This made me thankful for my parents because they help me when I need something, I could always go to them and they will provide me with good advice because they love me. This also taught me to be thankful for my friends and family because they won’t be with me forever. We never think of our friends leaving us because they might be young and healthy, but who can guarantee us that they will be with us tomorrow.
This event made everyone emotional for maybe a month, but after that nobody changes. Everyone does what they were doing before. We all forget to thank each other, then the hatred comes back between the family members/relatives. We start to forget that our friends are here for a short amount of time and we don’t value them until there gone.
This is a very moving essay. I agree with you when you said that we don't know that everyone we love and care about will be with us tomorrow. So, we need to take what time we have last. Tragedy manages to teach us a lesson. However, it is very unfortunate that this lesson has to hurt.
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