People say you should live your life to the fullest and live life with out regrets. I really wish I could do that but I regret something that will never happen to you again in your life. There’s only really one thing in my whole life that that I really regret.

Sometimes I didn’t really think about things. I kind of didn’t realise I kept putting it off. I will always live with the regret of when my grandpa or Pops as I called him died. It’s the hardest thing when someone you love so much dies. Probably many of you have experienced the losse of someone loved, but this was the first time I actually did. I was living in New Zealand and my Pops lived in America, where I used to live.

It was so spontanious, I came home from school one day and my Mom wasn’t home instead my Mom’s friend was at home. Straight away when I walked through the door she said pack your bags now because your going to America tonight! It just felt unreal! Leaving back to where I used to live that night. I guess I didn’t realise going to America wasn’t for holidays it was for my Pops because he was in the hospital dieing.

Once I was in America we were there for about 1 1/2 weeks. We were going to the hospital everyday. I didn’t even talk to my Pops really in the hospital and I wish I did. I would just sit in the room talking to my cousins. Over the days Pops started getting better. Everyone had a burst of hope that he would still live for a while. He was out of the hospital and I had 1/2 a week left. He was back at home and I thought I would definetly see Pops again in a year or two.

It was our last day and we were leaving to the airport that day. Our friends had come to my grandparents house to pick us up and take us to the airport. When I really should have been talking and saying bye to Pops I was watching TV and playing outside with our friends. My parents warned me and said, this is probably the last time you will see Pops. But when someone says this is the last time you will see your beloved Pops, noone wants to believe that. This is basically what I did. I couldn’t believe that, it was too sad to be true.  I just kept doing my own thing with my friends. Then, it was time to leave for the airport and say good bye! I said bye to my grandma and then my Pops. He was laying in bed and he could barely talk to me. I gave him a quick kiss and hug. I sat for a little while holding his wrinkly warm hand tightly. I just remeber walking out the bedroom and have one last glimpse of Pops laying there with his eyes closed. I thought I would for sure get to see him again before he passed. He was out of the hospital and it seemed like he was getting better.

I barely spent time with him, which I completely regret. I could have been spent that time with Pops instead of wasting my time watching TV. But I hope I have learned to make the most of the loved people around you. Because, those last few moments can make a big difference. You never know when you will have that chance again.