Hi. I know this is only my second post, but something tragic happened this morning. My grandfather passed away. We got the call at 6:00 am. I was still asleep when my mom came in and told me. At first I was depressed but stayed in a neutral mood, and barely said a word the whole way to where he was. However, when I entered the room and saw the lifeless, soulless, cold body that was once my grandfather, I could no longer hold back my emotions and broke down. I could hardly believe he was gone. Throughout the whole event one song was ringing in my head: "Dance of Fate" by Epica. Because of this I will always think of him when I hear that song, and the life he lived. All he wanted was to see my brother and I grow up, and he got his wish. He was a good man, and I will miss his sage-like advice.
Thank you for listening.