You know this life is full of memories. Some make us smile and some make us cry. But if I had the power to erase just one memory, without thinking too much, I will erase the day my grandpa died. That memory still hurts me deeply, and anytime I remember it, I feel like something inside me breaks again.
My grandpa was more than just a grandfather to me he was a father figure, a friend, and one of the few people that truly cared about me without condition. Growing up, he was always there. He never missed my birthday. Every year, even before anyone remembers, he would be the first to call me and say, “Happy birthday omo mii (my daughter). I’m proud of you.” That simple call always made my day.
I remember clearly during my NYSC registration, I was almost going to miss it because I completely forgot about the date. I was distracted and tired that period. But my grandpa was the one who reminded me. He called me that morning and asked, “Have you done your NYSC registration?” I told him I didn’t know it has started, and he shouted, “Go and do it now now!” i was shocked how an old man could remember such things That day I rushed to a café and did it just in time. If not for him, maybe I would have missed that chance,and go for another batch
He was that kind of person,always thinking about others, always checking up on me. He would come to visit sometimes with small gifts and sit with me to talk about life. Even when things were hard, he still managed to show love and support. I never once doubted that he truly cared for me.
Then, just like that, he was gone.
The day I got the news that he passed away, it felt like someone removed the ground from under me. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t talk. I just sat there, shocked, with tears rolling down my eyes. That was the kind of pain I never knew I could feel. It felt too sudden. Too painful. Too real.
Sometime when somethings happened i would be like if ky grand pa is still alive he would have do this and that.
If I could erase just one memory, it would be the day I lost him. That pain, that sorrow, that silence that followed, I wish I never experienced it. I wish he could still be here to see how far I’ve come.
Even though he’s gone, I carry his love with me every day. He left a big space in my heart, but also gave me strength to keep going. Grandpa, I miss you always.
