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My nanny had seemed to always be around whenever I needed her. She was my mom’s mom and calling her “grandma” wasn't for my sister and I. It had seemed like she had almost raised up. We would get dropped off at her house every morning, she would make us breakfast, let us sleep in some, and take us to school. My nanny seemed to be some type of wonder woman. Her hip was bad and she walked with a limp, but somehow, she still managed to do all these things for us. Over the summer, we would go up to visit and help her out with yard work. After working, she would always pay us and would tell us to not tell our mom because she didn't want us to be paid. My nanny had a small house and loved her gardens; all her flowers seemed to be her pride and joy. Casey and I would always go out and help her garden, pickup sticks, and do other things around the yard. When she would pick us up from school, she always had snacks for us and she would bring her little dogs as a surprise. I would sit down to do my homework and she was always sitting next to me, helping me whenever I needed it. I had long, blonde hair. She would always brush it and tell me to never cut it. I had decided to cut it in 6th grade and yet, she still liked it.

Many years passed; I was in high school now. I still talked to her, but it was less than it ever was and I felt terrible. I remember this day like any other. She needed to go into surgery for her hip again because it had come out of place again. They told her up front that it was risky and to get a will together. A will was gotten, and off she went into surgery. Then, it happened. My mom was told that she never woke up from surgery; some freak thing happened and she slipped into a coma. We all had hopes that she would wake up, but we were told that she was brain dead from a stroke she must have had. She was hooked up to many machines and the hope was gone. Each day, we sat in the hospital and waited for some small chance of her waking up somehow. The day I sat in the hospital was the longest day of my life and I didn't know that it was going to be the last day to ever see her. I left the hospital around 6 or 7 and stopped to get something to eat. My dad had called me and asked if I was home yet. Confused, I told him no and asked what was wrong. He kept telling me to just call him back when I got home, but I couldn't because I needed to know right now. I’ll never forget the words he told me, “Honey, Nanny passed away. I’m sorry”. Frustrated and upset, I hung up the phone and ended up throwing it onto the floor of my car. It was like my heart had shattered into a million pieces.

I've seen my mom cry before, but I had never seen her this upset. I had to go to school the next day and it was impossible for me to pay attention to anything. Everyone came and hugged me, let me cry on their shoulder, and seemed to make the day go by. I ended up leaving early because my mom was at home and I didn't want her to feel alone. A few days later, we had her funeral. It had seemed like that day was the longest day of my life. Many tears were shed, family members showed support, and she was laid to rest. There isn't a day that goes by where she’s not on my mind; I wonder how thing would be if she was still around. In September, it was a year and I know that everyone felt a little lonely that day knowing she wasn't around. I still think of my Nanny as a wonder woman.]]> http://www.writerq.com/library/751/my-wonder-woman/ Tue, 07 Oct 2014 15:16:56 +0000 Autumn McKenzie Rickett