This story is about my family.

It was 5 years ago my grandmother was suffering (sofering) diabetes

(diabiris), on November 10, 2015 (tuenti fiftin) at 10:00 am, my family
received (recibed) a very bad news (nus), my grandmother was hospitalize
(jospilarais) in a clinic in Santo Domingo because the sugar increased
(incris), . They didn´t want to attend her because they weren´t taking her
health (gelf) insurance (inshur), when they took her to another clinic, they
spent approximately (aprosimeli) 7 hours to attended her for that reason
she had a heart (jert) attack that cost her life.

For me it was very hard because we didn´t get along, since (zens) that
moment I dream with my grandmother; Her loss changed everyone's life
in my family, she was the center of it.

The loss of a very important person is too hard, but it helps you to
appreciate (apreshi) those who are with you. For that reason everyday i
love more my family.