When I was in high school. My story is mostly untold, until now. In September 2015, my great grandpa died. He was sick and old. We were very close. He was in the hospital for a few weeks, and I would visit him. I remember once I was visiting him, he was sleeping, peacefully, still breathing, but very slowly. I went up to him, knelt down and whispered in him ear,
“Grandpa, it’s me, Jaylen. I don’t know if you can hear me, but, I want you to know that it’s okay to go. I know you are holding on, you don’t want to leave, and none of us want you to leave either. I don’t want you to suffer. I, we, all love you. We are okay with you leaving, even though it will hurt. But you will always be with us, everywhere we go. It’s okay to leave, and we all love you very much.”
I started crying and walked away. A few weeks later, he passed away at the age of 87. I then knew he heard me. I heard the news at my house and I ran upstairs to my room and cried. I looked out my window and looked up at the clouds and said, “Thank you, I love you.” I said goodbye to him for the last time at him funeral, which was really hard to do, I loved him. I then realized that people come and go, they change your lives forever.
They shape you and your future, they make you better at being you. I thank my great grandpa for everything he did for me, and it made me love him more. I always look back on this, and I use it to fix my mistakes, and use it to learn in new situations. He was the part in my life that made me want to do more. I know that he wants me to be successful and do things when I can, look back on moments, and it made me the person I am today. He will never be forgotten.
If any of you reading this has someone like my grandpa, thank that person for all he/she has done. When they are gone, you realize what they have done for you, and you should be grateful for that.
This post as also published in daily prompt in the topic of Money for Nothing