I remember every single family reunion that I have with my moms side, all the mischeif we have caused.
I remember ordering pizza in a hotel in California with all 100 of my cousins and uncles and aunts at midnight.
I remember throwing paper airplanes off of a 10 story hotel inside and watching them go all over the place, the fish tanks, peoples food.
I remember swimming in an all inclusive resort in Mexico at midnight with all my cousins.
I remember all the Nativities we do with my cousins at Christmas time.
I remember 3 years ago in thanksgiving time all my cousins came and celebrated.
I remember playing football in the park and eating until we couldn't anymore.
I remember my cousins all watching me get my eagle.
I remember my grandma was too sick to go to my eagle, but my dad was able to broadcast it to her.
I remember the night....
My cousins had left a few days after thanksgiving. I was down stairs playing madden 12, I was in a season with the Eagles. I had just scored a TD with Michael Vick when my sister burst into my room crying. I asked her what was wrong, barely able to talk she managed to say "Grandma isn't breathing anymore" Immediately I ran up stairs in able to believe . Seeing my precious grandmas lifeless body lying there. My mom and my aunt were on the phone caller her other 8 siblings and telling them the horrible news. Every times they said it to her siblings and their families I could hear crying, that made the tears run evermore. I remember going back to my room and playing madden trying to ease the pain, but it didn't work. Then I remembered the last words she said to me
"You are my hero, "I love you so much"
-Hank G-
