Today i am going to write about the past. I think the most memorable moment in my past is the day  when my grandpa passed away. I was probably about ten years old at the time and its not one of my favorite memories but i learned a lot from it. I remember it like it was yesterday... It was a warm summers day in the month of June. I was playing on the tramp in the back of my house thinking to myself that life is pretty good. When i went into my house i saw my mom and dad both sitting next to our fire place and my dad was crying. This was really weird for me because in all the years i have known my dad i have never seen him cry. not even once.especially when times got hard. My mom looked up at me and said " come sit down, we have something we need to tell you". Me and my parents talked for what seemed like hours. When we were done my head was full of what had happened .. my grandpa was on his death bed and had only hours left to live. So me and my family went down to spring ville to pay him a visit. I am now going to skip ahead a little to the moment right before i saw the light in his eyes dim. My grandpa had a really bad memory and wasn't right in the head sometimes but that night he seemed to have a really clear head. My family all had a turn to talk to him individually right before he went. When my turn came around he told me seven words that i will never forget. He said " never lose sight of who you are". He went on to say that one of his biggest regrets was not staying true to himself. I wont tell the rest of the story but i learned that we should all be true to ourselves and We should all love and cherish our family and tell them we love them often.