Angel of Death

​What can I tell you about death? That I had too much of it for a kid so young and innocent. I didn’t know what it meant when people would die I just thought they go play in the clouds. I never treasured the little things it was always about the big things I guess you could say I seemed a little selfish but who wasn’t at my age of 7 years old.

​I did not know at that age I would become familiar or like some people say be best friends with the angel of death. I thought I had an awesome understanding of how the world work until it came to a halting stop one afternoon in April. As a kid you tend to forget things that are important sometimes but for me it was my Nana’s birthday. That was the worst thing any kid could do was forget your favorite persons birthday. She was sick with cancer which at that time I didn’t know what that meant I thought it was some piece for extraordinary thing that people have because they are remarkable. But little did I know she would soon die on her birthday with a broken heart because I forgot her birthday, my whole family forgot her birthday, and most of all her son my daddy forgot her birthday. 

​I thought it was my fault I couldn’t bring myself to see her knowing that I might have killed her because I forgot. My dad told me “It’s a way of life. It’s natural to feel this way but know you didn’t do this to her she had a long fight with cancer and you couldn’t do anything to help just know that she loves you and she is looking down at you right now and keeping you safe.”

​I learned that everything that happens I need to care for the little things, the big things, and everything because I don’t want to feel like that again. At that moment I thought that was going to be the last time I face the angel of the death. 

Life went on so did I but I never forgot what happened like my father said a daughter never forgets were she comes from what made her like this. I got into high school and this time I thought I was going to lose everything I lost five family members in a spam of two weeks. The angel of death really came for my family this time. But I had learned my lesson the first time and did everything I could do in my power to remember both the little things and the big things. I knew that god wanted them to go now it was there time to play in the clouds and for me not to be sad but, glad because it’s never a goodbye but a see you later type of thing.