First, I had never even thought about having to live my life without a grandpa to look up too. But when he was gone I realized that I had taken him for granted. It was something that hit me about one week after his death. I was always used to him being there to help me with my problems or to give me guidance. Now that he's gone I realized that God blessed me with a great grandfather for twelve years. Some kids never even have a grandpa that cares about them, like mine did me. So I guess, in away, I was lucky.