In January of 2022, I was awoken to the sound of my phone ringing in my college dorm earlier than my family would usually be awake. I rushed over to my phone and hear the hesitant voice of my mother telling me that my grandfather, my dad's dad, had suddenly passed away that morning. I was absolutely heartbroken as well as afraid, stunned, and angry. More than anything, I was angry with myself. My parents had always reminded me to spend as much time as possible with my grandparents because one day, I would never see them again. On that especially cold January morning, that time finally came, and it hurt. It hurt knowing my parents were right. It hurt knowing that I had opportunities to see my grandfather that I did not before he passed away. Most of all, it simply hurt knowing I lost my great friend. I loved that old man, and I am proud to have been his grandson. Since his passing, I have found a greater sense of urgency in spending time with my family around me. I was reminded that things don't last forever and that I had better to my best to love on my family before they pass away. Before his passing, my grandfather left me with a simple bit of advice that he told me after a life threatening surgery years before. He told me that when he thought he was going to die, nothing really mattered except seeing his family. No amount of money or fame or possessions would take the place of seeing his family that day. Ever since then, I often remind myself to think about what truly matters in life, especially when I am upset at something going on at work or school that will not matter in time to come. I love and miss my grandfather greatly, but he left me with a massive amount of knowledge and wisdom I look forward to passing on to those younger than me.