Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart
― José N. Harris, MI VIDA: A Story of Faith, Hope and Love
Sometimes the greatest lessons in life are taught by challenges, for a few of the lessons I’ve learned have been taught by hard times. When my nonno unexpectedly died I was unsure if I would ever be able to recover, for I had no clue of the experience of losing someone dear to me. In my life I’ve faced many setbacks, but the death of my grandfather has been the most appalling of all. His death took a toll on my family, yet surprisingly this misfortune led my mother to teach me a very valuable lesson. I lay in bed feeling glad that I’m returning to school after winter break, but then a din comes out of nowhere. I thought my mother might’ve been happily laughing. For the next thirty minutes I did nothing, but after a while the her “laughing” began to irritate me. I angrily stormed out of my room and screamed, “Can you please be quiet I’m trying to sleep.” After returning to my room I was still in an angry mood, but then I later figured out that she was not laughing rather she was crying since Nonno had just died. For a moment I had no clue what to say, but then a countless amount of tears rushed down my cheek. For the next couples of days I reflected on his death, and I reminisced on the times when we went on car rides together in the Italian countryside. That pleasant memory made me very sentimental, but I always asked myself if I could’ve appreciated him more. A couple of days after his death I talked with my mom about Nonno. She told me something along the lines of, “Life does not last forever, so that means you have to always cherish your family.” That conversation changed my perception on Nonno dying I learned the most important lesson of all—to cherish my family. This is not the last setback will I face, but now I know they might just teach a lesson.