I sit here day by day.
Hour by hour.
Wondering why in the world you were taken from me so soon.
When you left me I had no idea, that day was supposed to be like any other.
I never in a million years planned to recieve news like this.
I was supposed to be having fun, not upset by what had happened.
My mom was grieving.
In a country not too far away.
My mother lost her father to a heart attack.
I had lost my beloved grandfather.
I hadn't seen my Grandfather since I was 8 years old.
This happened when I was 14.
The pain was still intense nonetheless.
I felt lost.
My mom and aunt were in so much pain.
They were the ones who were most hurt.
When he left all those years ago, words were said, feelings were hurt, and a family was broken.
They never got the chance to fix their mistakes and mend their broken bonds.
Now all they can do is talk to him in heaven, he is surely listening.
I'm sure he forgives them for everything, and I hope he forgives me for not trying hard enough to keep in touch.
I'll never forget his life lessons, our daily walks in the park, or how he would walk me to school every morning in the bitter winters of New York City.
I'll never forget his scent, his laugh, his face.
I'll never forget him, for as long as I live.
I know one day we will meet again up in Heaven.
I'm sure he is having a wonderful time up there with God.
They are both watching over me and my family.
I'm sure my mom is forgiven, and all is forgotten.
I know Im safe.
Because my Guardian Angel will make sure of it.
My guardian angel's name is Grandpa.
And I miss him dearly.