My grandfather and I have never been close. Now I can tell he is going to die soon. He’s sick and not eating. I always thought of him as the other grandfather. When I think of grandparents I don’t think of him, I think of my other grandparents. I love him with all my heart though. My mother is going to see him soon but I can’t come. I know that if he dies guilt will haunt me forever. I wake up asking myself questions everyday like, what if I don’t cry when he dies or what if I don’t feel sad. Right now I can tell it’s tearing my mom down and I don’t know what to do.