100 years

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A woman reminisces. the past is something that you cannot forget.

Submitted: April 16, 2009

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Submitted: April 16, 2009

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I stared up at my daughter. I had no strength left. As the tears strolled down her face, I looked at the

picture. The picture of "Him". My grandchildren ran around the room. As I took one last breath, I thought back on

all of the years we spent together.This may be the starting line of our lives, but each and every one of us has a

job. And that job is to enjoy your life, because before you know it, you're at the finish line. I then slowly felt

myself drifting further, and further away from the surface, never to return again.




I walked down the hall to enter the gym. It was graduation. My hair glimmered from the lights hanging from the

ceiling. But there was only one thing in this room that got my attention. Jeremy Goldburg. My boyfriend. The

love of my life. Our plans were all set. We would spend the rest of our lives together. Get rich and have many

children and well, live happy lives together. It was all going to work out that way, and we knew it would. As I

walked up to the podium I said "This may be the starting line of our lives, but each and every one of us has a

job. And that job is to enjoy your life, because before you know it, you're at the finish line." I took a bow and

walked away.

Jeremy was putting up balloons for my 24th birthday. We had just got out of university and were ready to start

our life together. The party started and was going great. In the middle of the party he stopped the music. He

got down on one knee and said " will you marry me Marla?" That was one of the happiest moments of my life.

The most prettiest faces in the world was smiling up at me. My daughter's face was. I just delivered her a

couple of minutes ago. Julianna Maria Goldburg. That was her name. I handed her to my spouse. I think that was

the first time I saw him smile like that. The nurse came and took the baby and Jeremy whispered in my ear "This

may be the starting line of our lives, but each and every one of us has a job. And that job is to enjoy your life,

because before you know it, you're at the finish line". The very speech I made at my graduation. I will never

forget it.

My mind was tied up in knots trying to get my daughters prom dress. "Mom it has to be pink!" she would keep

repeating. I had brought back 5 dresses already because they weren't "The right one". Jeremy was too busy checking

out her boyfriend. good times!

The petals were placed all over the ground. My daughter looked so beautiful walking up that isle. Tears of joy

were rolling down my face. Jeremy hugged me when he sat next to me. Wedding bells filled the churched. I knew

this was a special time for my daughter, and a special time for me and Jeremy too.

Finally, my daughter had a little faces to love and take care of. My daughter has just had twins. A boy and a

girl. I could see her expression. Jeremy told me that she had the same expression that I had. I wouldn't blame

her.

The dark casket was placed at the front of the church. My heart was about to break into a million pieces, and I

was about to go blind from the tears. I knew this day would come eventually. Jeremy died. My daughter was into

pieces too, but she could pick up the pieces, and that was something that I couldn't do. Why did he have to go so

young? It felt like it was all a dream. I didn't believe it. But some sense was knocked into me when I saw the

casket being lifted into the ground.

I stared up at my daughter. I had no strength left. As the tears strolled down her face, I looked at the

picture. The picture of "Him". My grandchildren ran around the room. As I took one last breath, I thought back on

all of the years we spent together.This may be the starting line of our lives, but each and every one of us has a

job. And that job is to enjoy your life, because before you know it, you're at the finish line. I then slowly felt

myself drifting further, and further away from the surface, never to return again


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