There comes a time in a girl’s life where she gets so hurt by men, that she is afraid to love again. I would like to thank my Abuelo for teaching me that even though you may be devastated, your family will forever love you. November Fifteenth, Two-Thousand Fifteen, will be one year since my Grandfather went to heaven. Every day it gets harder and harder because of the choices I made and the regrets I have. I chose to be selfish, rather than selfless. For that, I am immensely sorry. All my grandfather ever wanted was for us grandchildren to call him and just talk to him. My Abuelo lived in Warren, Michigan and that is around an hour away from where I live. He was very frail and not very well at driving so he couldn’t come see us often. My whole life my Abuelo kind favored my little brother and called him “Pancho”, and my sister was unbelievably close to him, but I, not so much. Don’t get me wrong, my grandfather and I loved each other very much, but we were just not ‘super’ …show more content…
It left me to think for a while and mourn his loss. I have since changed the way I live my life, treat my family, hold my head, and treat others. This experience changed me from being selfish to selfless. I have now learned to cherish my family and respect them. I talk to them every day because you really never know when your time will come. I’ve since treated others, whether they be my friends or strangers, with respect and to put others before myself. From my selfish acts, I 've learned, I 've had regrets, but most of all I 've transformed into a better person. My Abuelo taught me so much but if I had to pick the best thing he ever taught me, it would be to be selfless rather than selfish. And for that, Abuelo, I am so terribly sorry. Something as miniscule as a tooth paste squeegee changed my life for the greater. What will change