Death of my Grandpa
... Each year, my parents and I would go over to visit Grandpa and Grandma in Shanghai, China; thats one of the things that I miss the most. ... Though my Grandpa had a different view of the world than me, I still respected his opinion. ... She tried to listen to all of my thoughts and opinions and help me in my decision-making, where my Grandpa never did that with my Mom. It was also due to the fact that my Grandpa was raised in a different generation. But overall, no matter what opinion I loved my Grandpa. ... When my Grandpa passed away when I was eleven. ... I knew that my Grandpa was sick and in the hospital, but death was just such a new concept I didnt really know what it meant. It was my first experience with death but I wasnt too sure how a person was supposed to act toward this event.