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This is an essay on the person who has influenced my life
A Woman of Strength Beauty, patience, and strength: these words come to mind when thinking of the ideal woman. My grandmother, Gerri Self, exemplified these characteristics. If you had had the opportunity to meet her, the first thing you would have noticed would have been her striking physical beauty. She had short-sandy blonde hair and beautiful deep green eyes. Her smile was radiant, and her nose was very distinct in that it was elongated with a small hump in the middle. After talking with my grandmother you would have noticed that more than physical appearance, however, she possessed an Inner beauty.
She had an outgoing personality, and people were drawn to her because of It. One thing about her that stands out In my mind Is her laugh. Her laugh was contagious, and when she laughed you couldn’t help laughing with her. My grandmother was also a very patient woman. I remember one time when my sister and I were spending the night with our grandparents; our grandfather helped us catch some toads. Later that night, after we all got in the bed, I started having nightmares and hallucinations that the toads were Jumping around in the bed. I remember thinking that one was on my sister.
Of course I started screaming, so my grandmother came into the room to see what was wrong. She talked to me and tried to explain to me that there were no toads In the room. I finally calmed down, so she left the room to go back to sleep. Soon after she left I saw the toads again. When I started screaming the second time, she decided to come sleep In the room with me so that I would be able to get to sleep. Even though I thought the toads were soul there, her presence made me feel safe. I am very thankful for her tranquility. What I remember and admire most about her is her strength.
In 1985, my grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer. That same year she decided to have a mastectomy. Her cancer went into remission from 1985-1989. In 1989, her cancer returned. By the time the doctors found the new cancer, it had spread throughout most of her body. She soon began chemotherapy treatments. Her health rapidly deteriorated. Looking back, I know she was in a tremendous amount of pain, but she never showed It. One day, In 1991, my grandfather walked Into his and my grandmother’s room to find her lying motionless on the bed.
She was rushed to the hospital but died before riving there. I remember coming home from school and my dad sitting my brother, school. I was numb with disbelief. The woman that had touched so many lives was no longer with us. I would never see her smile or be able to hear her contagious laugh again. My life would not be the same without her influence. Four and a half years ago I was diagnosed with a brain tumor. I realized the way I handled myself in this situation would influence others. Having observed my grandmother’s strength helped me overcome my own obstacle.
When I thought of her strength, I no longer wanted to sit jack and feel sorry for myself; I wanted to do something about it. I wanted, when people saw me, for them to think of me the way I thought of my grandmother. I am thankful I had such a brave and strong example; she showed me how to react when facing my own trial. I like to think that if she had been here to witness what I went through, that she would have been proud of how I reacted. Beauty, patience, and strength; these are the characteristics my grandmother possessed. I hope to someday possess them also, and I believe I will because of the wonderful example I have had.