04/01/2026
Delilah had an assignment to write about someone that changed her life..🥹
A Person Who Changed My Life
I always believed death was negative, but my little brother showed me that although that person you loved so dearly is gone, there is still so much happiness in the world around you. When my brother was born on March 27, 2015, I thought it would just be another sibling. At six months old, he was diagnosed with brain cancer. This really changed my perspective on the world. My brother’s brain tumor really took a hold on my life for eight years, but I couldn't be more grateful for my life anyways.
At my house on May 1, 2023, I arrived home from school, and my brother was struggling. My mother wasn’t sure whether it was just a normal occurrence or a serious issue. Since my brother at the age of five got his ability to walk and speak taken away, he wasn’t able to express his feelings or emotions. A few hours later, he started having problems with breathing so my mom called his hospice doctor. I was scared, but mostly worried. I couldn’t do anything but cry, because what can you do when you're 9 years old? All I felt was fear, and it was terrifying.
It started like any other day. I woke up, got ready for school, and got on the bus. Not knowing that my life was about to change. I got off the bus, happy to show my mom the art work I completed that day. Once I walked through that door, my mood changed. I got quieter, the wind grew slower, and my world stopped spinning. I didn’t know how to feel, so I just walked into my room, shut the door, and cried for hours on end.
The next morning I woke up, not remembering what happened that night. My mom sat me and my sister down and told us this gut-wrenching news. “Bear’s gone…”, she says while tearing up. Her eyes were already puffy, and swollen from the night before. This changed everything. My face dropped, my demeanor changed, and I didn’t know what to do. As a 9 year old little girl, what was I supposed to do? I thought to myself, “ Do I cry, walk away, scream?”.
Although I lost someone who meant so much to me that day, I grew a lot from that experience. I learned to be more grateful for some things and people, because they can be taken away from you so suddenly. I am so grateful to be able to tell his story, and life. I will continue to share it, and live for him. If someone you hold close to your heart passes away, not everything in your life is horrible now. It will get better, just keep living on for them and share their story.
