Who I Am Today Because of What Happen Then

Who I am today because of what happen then

"Sometimes life gives you two options: losing yourself or losing the one you love. Whatever it is, don't lose yourself." In 2006, I lost one of the most important people in my life, my grandfather. I was 13 and lived thousands of miles away from him, but he was still my best friend. I called and wrote to him almost every day, or as much as I could. But when he passed, I felt like I never talked to him enough. He was the perfect person in my eyes. He always seemed to do the impossible and make everyone else life around him easier.

My grandpa was not only the best grandpa in the world, He was also a pilot. When I used to visit him, we would go for rides in his airplane and have picnics by the runways and watch airplanes take off. There was not one thing he couldn't do and everything he did had a purpose. He has been my hero since day one. He has inspired me to do things I would have never thought of. Every time I would get off the phone with him, He would tell me something inspiring. On February 21, 2006, was the last day I ever spoke to him. The worst day I have ever had. I remember that day like it was yesterday, riding my bike back home, waiting to call him and tell him about my day and have him help me with my math. Instead of going on with my original plans, I was the one that got a phone call. It was my grandpa calling form the hospital, to tell me that he was okay and that he is going to visit a place to make him better, where there are no worries. I didn't want to believe it. "He never did anything wrong" I said to myself with tears in my eyes. I never understood why God would take the one thing I loved the most away from me? After asking my grandpa to stay over and over again, he left me with the saying "Never let anyone or anything stand in the way of you and your dreams."

That's the last time I ever talked to him. From then on, there wasn't a day that went by when I didn't ask myself, "What could I have done to prevent this? How am I going to live knowing he's not here anymore? Will I be able to hold in all my emotions?" I had so many un-answered questions that no one knew the answers to. The next couple months were hard for me, I didn't want to be with my friends, I didn't want to play my sport games, I didn't want to eat and I couldn't sleep. I found the hardest times were the ones where I was alone with my thoughts. I had no one to go to anymore. Yes, I had my family, but that just didn't seem enough. He was my best friend. I started to be okay with the fact that he was in a better place. I wasn't okay with him not being there for me though, I still struggle with that. Instead of being sad and down all the time, I just thought of all the positive times we had together and all the things he taught me. Even though he wasn't right

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