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The Joy Of Sorrow As I awoke one Autumn November morning from my ever so peaceful slumber I was awoken by a waking sense of uneasiness As I slowly crawled out of bed I had a unpleasing intuition that something has went devastatingly astray A large well developed lump began to develop in my parched throat making it seemingly hard for me to swallow I cautiously made my way toward the door carefully placing each foot between the defending GI Joes and the intrudding He-man collectibles that had waged war the previous evening As I reached the doorway I slowly peeked around the corner as if I were a small child ashamed of his previously doings As my partially opened eyes adjusted to the piercing sunlight that was embedding between the half-drawn curtains and the newly replaced window awnings I saw that my grandmother was in a fetal position on the sofa with a look on her face as if she had seen her life flash before her eyes and her face drew whiter and whiter with each passing breath as if she had seen an apparition My father was trying as hard as he could to ease her discomfort but it was to no avail as she drew further and further into her own world By the look on my fathers face I began to draw the conclusion that something had gone deathly wrong and the overall disposition of our household would be forever changed from this point on As I anxiously scanned the remainder of the room my eyes fell upon my mother standing in the doorway A shadowy figure was handing her a monasouire of flowers with a card that was aptly placed in the center of the organic piece By this point I was nuzzled along my mothers leg and in a rather crackly voice asked Whats going on mom what and who are those flowers for Your great-grandmother has gone
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