I Never Got To...

Hey, I know how you feel I'm still not over my grandfather death and he been gone for like 5 years now. I was in school when my grandfather died. I didn't have the chance to say bye to him and to tell him that I love him and its hard for me to think of him. Me and my grandfather were soo close. He was my hero, my bestfriend. Just stay strong and keep your head up and know that he's watching down on you keeping you safe :)

Wow, I understand where you are comming from. This is a very good poem, I think. My Grandpa passed away when I was out at my nephew's birthday party, and me and my parents, and my 2 sisters, were there when my dad got the call that my mom's dad passed away. We were always close, and we knew that the time was comming, but that doesn't stun the shock and everything that goes through your mind when you learn that your grandpa passed away. My dad had to drive 2 hours to tell my brother before someone else did. My mom, and one of my sisters, drove 2 hours to the hospital to be with the rest of the family. My other sister didn't get a chance to be with the whole family. Our family was close before, but that day, our family was closer than ever. I am never going to be able let go, I love my grandpa so much, and miss him so much.

I just lost my grandfather nine days ago. My parents moved us over 1,000 miles from the rest of my family when I was a child and as an adult could not afford to travel back. I had only seen him twice in the last 15 years. This poem is exactly how I feel.

My grandpa died the 15th and it's been very hard. I am 13 and I knew I couldn't go to the house to see him because I would be to sad :( and now I wish I could of done that. I really wasn't close to him because it was my moms boyfriends dad. I take him as my papa because I love him like my papa. and this poem really umm.... says what I really could or should of done

I am 4500 miles away from my family and cannot attend my grandfathers funeral on Monday. I hadn't seen him since January and this poem is exactly how I feel.

The same thing happened with my grandfather. He was diagnosed with cancer in the pancreas February, 1, 2012.I remember crying soo much that day. We were super close. He taught me to walk and went everywhere with me. He would go to the hospital a lot and come back fast. The nurses never tried to helped. We watched him suffer for a long time at home. It hurt. A lot.In an oxygen tank day and night. He couldn't talk. February 21, 2012 was a life-changing day. I remember getting home that day. A hospital ambulance was there. They loaded my grandpa and I told them to take very good care of him. He was going to a senior hospital for 3 weeks to be cured. That night, 7:00, we got a heart-stabbing phone call. My grandpa had died. I felt my life flash in my eyes. He was gone. I cried so much. We were invited to see him. We arrived at 8:00pm and I remember walking into the room. I was drowning in tears. The doctor patted my back and said "sorry for your loss." I remember softly saying "me too" and walking to my grandpa. I soothed him and kissed him a lot. I miss him to this day. I'll never get over him. I pray every night. I love him so much. My 13th birthday is in 4 days. It rips to know he won't be here, other than my heart. I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH GRANDPA. ...RIP...

My Grandpa died on 10-13-2010 at the age of 87. He had Alzheimer's disease and the last words he said to me was...... pretty pretty girl and he gave me a kiss. I remember the phone call a few nights later I was up in my room coloring a picture for him and the rest of my sibling were sleeping plus my dad. I heard my mom start to cry a littlie because she was on the computer then she came upstairs and told my dad what was going on.

My grandfather, was in a nursing home when he died. When I was really young like 6, he got dementia. So I never remember him without it. My dad went once a week to feed him and so did some of his siblings. When he got really bad with a second illness, we all knew this was it, that he was going to die. I was going to go see him with the rest of the family but I just couldn't go, I was going be in tears the whole time. The last time I saw him was about 3 or 4 years before his death and I am kicking myself that I didn't go. That's why the poem applies to me, I never got to say goodbye, never got that final hug, never got the final kiss. Thank you to Emilee, the author of this poem

I was 2 years old when my grandpa died so that means I never have a chance to say I love you and a chance to say goodbye.. I cry everyday. I just wish I can see him

My grandpa passed away when I was at home. But I live in WI and he was in Florida. My dad was there, but I never got to say goodbye. I really miss him. I cry almost everyday.