One of his other families was there with us too and one of his daughters started saying “I'm really going to miss his phone calls and him asking me how I'm doing in school. He has always supported me a lot." My family sat there in silence, unable to share their own experiences. I looked at my grandmother who sat there crying and asked myself "How can she be strong enough to accept him back into her life after he left her to be with other women?" I admired her so much in that moment for how she never held a grudge and remained so strong for our family. This event in my life has to be in the top five most difficult moments of my life. I hated that I felt so much hatred towards my grandfather. My grandfather's return to our lives made me remember once again that I did not grow up with the love and care of a grandfather. I didn't really like seeing him sick in the hospital because it made me so angry that I couldn't keep my emotions inside anymore. At the same time I understood when everyone told me I had to make amends with him because it was almost the end and to this day I'm happy I listened