Ten Years

 my grandfather and I

Today marks ten years since I lost my grandfather to a deadly heart attack. I am thankful that my grandfather did not suffer for long, that he passed away swiftly.

Sometimes, I am not sure whether he'd be happy with who I have become, and sometimes I think he'd be damn proud of me. Currently, I am not sure if he'd be happy with how I have turned out to be. I hope it's not hurting him, wherever he is now. I have been saying stupid things and doing even stupider things that have been hurting those around me.

I barely have time for myself or those around me and it has negatively affected me and my relationship with other people.

I hope this is the wake up call. I really do.