Just got news my grandpa died as I'm writing a part in a story that goes; "You're alive!" - said as he recoiled from the hug crying. He wiped his tears, "You had me worried!" I smiled and patted his back. "It's okay now, -. I'm here and I don't plan to leave anytime soon." He frowned as I giggled. "An, be serious. You almost died now you're joking. You can't plan when you die. It comes unexpectedly.." He started to tear up, and my heart started to ache. "Don't be such a sour puss," I said as I pushed his head down and ruffled his hair with the little energy I had left.