A Solemn Journey to the Other California


A solemn journey to the other CaliforniaBy Jahid

I found out two days ago that my grandfather would not survive his illness for another week, and I am feeling a bit of depression settling in. My time with him was beautiful, but not a happy ending. I am a bit more at peace going into death than living.

I found out the week ago that my father would be out of his mind in a few hours, and on Saturday morning he was. His mind would slowly become lost to dementia, but his body was more than willing to hang on. He was surrounded by family, loved ones, and best friends. We were happy to hold him, cry with him, sing with him, and give him the love that he needed so much, but the time would be coming for us to let go.

That same day, my grandfather began his journey to the other side. When his wife, my grandmother, started having severe headaches, I knew that the time to visit wasn’t going to be a pretty one, but I wanted her to know one last time that I cared. We were all in a room by ourselves but it was the first time that I’d seen the rest of our family together before the end. I didn’t get a picture with him, but I didn’t want one. He was a good-looking man, but as he looked at all of his grandchildren that he loves so much, he just didn’t look at all like he did before he was ill. I just wanted him to look like he could do a little dancing; he was dancing in his mind, just not on the floor.

I spoke to his brother and niece yesterday, and I was so thankful that I could hear the good memories, of the fun times they had laughing and smiling, together. I was able to tell how much they miss him, how difficult it has been for all of them going through this process, and all the changes in their lives that are taking place. They told me they’d be able to visit him in his new home, which will be decorated by my father, but I was told it would be quite a while before they would be allowed to see him. And that thought made me feel a little sad that I’ll never be able to walk into his room, just him and me.

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I'm freelance writer and Vocal.media journalists. I live in Chhagalnaiya. Which is situated in Feni district in Bangladesh. I live with my family. We are three brother, and my mother live together. All of my friends are from the city too. Like many people who are residents of the town, my family also has migrated from Dhaka to come and settle here. I did my schooling in 12th in a college in the Dhaka city. Now I’m writing on a local daily news paper as a reporter. Each person has different hobbies, and doing different things gives them joy. Reporter is something that gives me comfort and helps me relax. I tried freelance writing after my job. At first, it was a little stressful, but then I started learning more and more. Another thing that helps me relax is reading books. I started reading books when I was in school, and over the years, the habit is something that has helped me learn a lot. While many people have dreams of becoming doctors and lawyers, I have always wanted to be a traveler. I don’t remember when I fell in love with traveling, but over the years, my passion for traveling has increased. Over the past few months, I have started living this dream, and it gives me so much joy. There are many things I have to learn and want to learn. The first thing that I want to learn is cooking. The number of things I can make in the kitchen is limited. However, while making those things, I realize the happiness and satisfaction are get from cooking. One of the cuisines I want to learn correctly is Mexican. It’s a cuisine that I have started loving, and knowing how to cook dishes in the kitchen will make me happy. Almost everyone is kind at least one sport. The one competition that I am good at is basketball. In my school, almost everyone had an obsession with the sport, and so did I. Every game period, my teacher would make us play basketball, along with other games. Over the years, the way I played basketball improved, and while learning the game, I discovered other lessons as well. One of the lessons I’ve learned is how to play in a team. When you play in a group, you depend on each other for winning. I have always been energetic and lively. While many people feel awkward and weird, making me friends, I have no problems with making new friends. I can talk to everyone quickly and know them.


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