Grandpa's Death

Reflective Essay

My Grandpa’s death has been the hardest thing that I have had to deal with so far in my young life. It was a terrible experience filled with hurt and confusion but I feel that I have gained some wisdom from this tragedy as well.
I was rushing out the door, because I was late for work, when the phone rang. I answered out of breath, and kind of angrily “Hello”
It was my Grandpa; he called to chat with my family and me. He called everyday while my Grandma was at work, because he would get lonely.
He said “Hey Punky, what are you up to?”
I smiled a little and replied “I’m sorry, I cannot talk Grandpa, I have to go, otherwise I will be late for work”
He answered back, with a little disappointment in his voice “alright, try not to work too hard”, and I hung up the phone.
On my way to work I realized that my grandparents were leaving the next day to go to Ohio to visit my aunt. I felt kind of bad and a little sad because ...