There was no passing day that I won't miss them both. I lost my grandpa first when I was only a gr4 elementary student, I wasn't told he was rushed into OR on the same day I've visited him for the first time in a while, because of his prostate situation worsening, he never left the hospital again. I've never saw his face again. During my last days of elementary, just a few more weeks before Christmas and before her birthday specifically, I've lost my grandma due to lung infection. I also saw how my grandma suffer from depression, and how it swallowed her whole as time passes by, I couldn't do anything. My last weeks of elementary became a fucked up living hell, I couldn't focus into anything, literally can't do anything right, because of that I was also caught in the grasp lf depression until I reached my second year of highschool. There were so many things I wanted them to see. Have them see me walk up the stage and be called in a salutatorian and a graduating student in elementary, I still want to see them and tell them that I've been very very greatful to have them as my 2nd parents, I still want to share them my day-to-day journey, tell them my very first heartbreak, my very first circle of friends.... It's been a while since I've talked like this............
