Twilight talks to Celestia about her deceased grandmother.
A snippet of life in story form.
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Yeah... Nothing to say
~Love, ZipperZak
dammit. Now I'm remembering my Grammy. I wasn't prepared for this.
Did you resubmit this?
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I added the picture after I found out the picture hadn't properly uploaded
Okay, I think I know what's going on-- this story and "Electra" (approved right next to each other) keep swapping places in "New Stories."
I just lost a good friend to cancer this past week, so you hit a soft spot with me. As a cancer survivor myself, I've lost quite few people that I met along the way, but I've learned to follow Celestia's words, despite having some of Twilight's anger sometimes.
Good job on this one. It sounds like you were able to get some comfort in using this as an outlet. It definitely works for some of us: I'm doing the same thing.
I only have one grandparent left. None, really, because his alzheimer's is advanced enough that he doesn't recognize me. I don't remember crying when they died, though years layer I hated myself and thought myself horrible for it.
So - thanks, K.
single tear.
Also, capitalize Equestria.
Makes me think of all those I have lost and how they touched my life. Bravo on such an emotional yet simple tale.
Sorry to hear about your loss, man. It sucks, I know, but what you've written here is wonderful. These are great words of wisdom from Celestia (well really, you) . Don't delete this story please. Keep it and cherish it for the rest of your life.
Stay well and all the best.
Chuck
6272280 Fixed. Thanks.
*claps* Bravo
Very well written. This can be a tough topic to discuss. I know it was hard for me when my Grandmother passed not even a year ago. I felt relief for she was suffering from cancer and death needed to come. She was an amazing woman and part of who I am today is because of her. I'm sorry it took 14 years to let go of your grief but I hope you have found peace.
This is one of those stories that needs to be here. Death is a part of life and it is one we all must face. It can become even more difficult when you are in Celestia's position. Being a father of two I understand that all too well.
Again well done on the story and thank you.
I am very depressed right now
“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”
- David Harkins
My sister-in-law just had a baby girl. That makes my grandmother a great-grandmother. She's a great old lady and isn't showing any signs of slowing down... yet.
This was an amazing story and was very well written. It was such a great idea for a story! Thanks for writing it!
Beautifully executed and painfully true. I adored it! Bravo!
I didn't cry when my grandfather was dying.
I didn't cry when I heard that he had finally passed on.
I didn't cry at his funeral.
I've never cried for him at all, even though I loved him.
I've always hated myself a bit for that.
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Just read it. . .
As someone who lost five people in five years, this struck a familiar chord with me. Oy vey, how lovely. Thank you for writing this.
My grandfather turned the wheel of a car so that he took the full force of an oncoming 18 wheeler and my grandmother didn't.
Great heart will not be denied.
I was heartbroken. But one day I was driving to church on a Wednesday, just routine. Another band practice, another early dinner and good company. I had been talking about him. And suddenly I couldn't drive anymore. I barely made it into the parking lot of the sandwich place that made those muffulettas I loved so much and I turned my car off with trembling hands and sobbed into my wheel because I hadn't dealt with it, I hadn't cried. But I knew my grandmother would be next soon, very soon, and i kept thinking about how it wasn't fair. She was supposed to go on.
Thanks.
Executed very well.
When my grandfather started dying, I did not cry.
When he did die, I did not cry.
At his funeral I may have cried a bit.
Now I'm crying. This struck a chord with me.
Reviewed and Approved for The Goodfic Bin.
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