When I close my eyes I can recall the time which is four years ago.
I was crying ceaselessly in my mother's arms and I just looked at grandma's picture. Her picture was sparkled by my tears. That was my first time which was knowing how it feels when precious person die. When I realized that I can't see her face I couldn't control my tears.
Before grandma passed away she often entered in hospital because of her cough. Mom and I spent most of our free time caring grandma. But I didn't even know what the name of her disease was and how serious it was. Because I thought it was just a trivial disease. I always bothered her whenever I visit her hospital. How couldn't I recognize her pain and tiredness on her face as a granddaughter. I was really shocked eventhough I was too young to know about death. So I promised that I'm gonna love my families more before they leave me.
After grandma passed away my grandpa left alone. So I contacted with him frequently in order to don't make him feel lonely. However, as time goes by my promise began to fade itself. Later, as an adolecent, I began to withdraw from my grandpa. There were no communications between us except for perfunctory greeting. A year ago, I made a terrible blunder again. 
Grandpa also often entered in hospital. I thought it was just for examination because he even didn't have any disease. But, after he left the hospital, I lost touch with him for two weeks. During that two weeks, mom was so anxiously. So, mom and dad decided to visit his home while I was in school. My parents didn't comeback until the next evening. Then, when I was in school I got phone call from dad. I asked him why didn't you comeback home, and then he said it because of grandpa's arrangement for entering a hospital. But, I felt somethinig strange although he said grandpa is okay. Four days later from that day, for the day was my sister's Korea university entrance exam day. So we were supposed to pray for her. However, mom and dad asked me to travel together. When I came outside my uncle was waiting for us. We took uncle's car, and then something happened. I found grandpa's picture which is only for funeral. "where is he?" I asked, but no one answered my question. I asked one more time "where is he? please tell me...". My mom cried and uncle said he already passed away when mom visit his home. I couldn't stop my tears until arriving his cemetery. I was embracing his picture, staring in front of him. Now I realized that grandpa always waited my phone call and me. It's almost one year ago from that day. Still, I can't forgive myself that I made him alone. I'm really sorry to my grandparents. And I just want to say I miss both of you and I love both of you.