The time I helped another person

The time helped another person, was when I was at the hospital. My grandma was at the hospital, she had woken up one morning not able to breath. So I and my mom would stay with her. Sometimes it was only me with grandma. My mom had to go to work, so right after school I would go straight to the hospital. I would read to grandma, and talk to her about school. She sometimes felt guilty that I had to stay with her, instead of me hanging out with friends. I didn’t mind it. To me it was more important that she had good health again. I could tell she enjoyed having my company, she couldn’t stand being in that room without a familiar face. She didn’t want to be left alone. It was like this for weeks. It seemed like she was never was going to be let out of the hospital. Everyday I would go to school, come home and get ready to go to the hospital, while my mom left for work. My dad would get out of work at 9:00 pm, which was the time I would leave from the hospital. One of those nights on our way home my dad told me how proud of me he was. For spending time with my grandma, while he and my mom worked. I realized how much of a big help I was being to the whole family and not just my grandma.