personal narrative

As the date got closer, and closer my brother got more and more excited. Three days later my mom said that my grand father was sick, and christmas would most likely be at our house which was disappointing because it was a tradition to have it at his lake house. But the biggest dissapointment of all was that she would probly not be at the celebration. The next my grand father died, my brother and i did not know what was happening so we asked around but either they said that they didn't know or they just didn't want to talk about it. After my grandpa died my dad seemed really distant, we could go days and weeks without even hearing or seeing from him. those were some of the darkest days in my family.