No one can exist forever

I heard a bad news from my father last Wednesday that my grandpa died at Tuesday night. I was so sad and I burst into tears upon hearing the news. Coming back to my house, I became busy, helping my family to do many things. There are monks coming to our house to recite sutra for my grandpa and I have to do so with them. I also have to go to temples to attend the ceremony. I have a lot of things to do during the whole spring break; not only do I have to study but also help my family. My grandpa always told me many things that are useful to me. But because I was immature and just wanted to play, I thought he was annoying and I didn’t listen to him carefully. I am regretful now. If I had one more chance to get along or talk with my grandpa, I would definitely treasure the time and be more nice to him.