*sigh* I feel like a bad person. The last time I saw my grandpa before he passed away was at my brother's football game and I didn't even talk to him! I didn't even say hi to him! I took advantage of him being there, and now he's not here. It's been a month and a half since he died, and I can't help feeling like I took advantage of him being here. I'm trying not to cry, to be strong, but I feel terrible. He shouldn't have died, he fell out of his truck and hurt his knee. He shouldn't have died...
