Hey guys,

From what I knew about my grandpa, from what others told me, he was exactly like me. Had the same sence of humour, was a caring man and had a good life. Sadly, he passed away from lung cancer in 2000, and I never really got to know him. My Mum keeps telling me that I would like him now, or that we would have got along really well. It's kinda sad that either I was too young, or that I didn't really pay enough attention to him to get to know him while he was alive, and I feel that I might have missed out on something in my life.

The underlying reason to that speil is that the old sayings are right, you don't really know what you have until you don't have it anymore, you only have to watch "The Butterfly Effect" to see how much worse things could get, other than what you're already given.

It's also that, maybe there might be an old friend, someone you haven't spoken to for a while, that might have had a turn for the worse. Or a friend you know might be keeping something inside, then one day, out of the blue, they snap, and you've lost someone you loved. I tell you what, if it isn't the pain of losing that someone that gets you, it's the pain you see in others that will.

What i'm mainly getting at here, is take care of one another. Because it's the worst feeling, knowing somethng could have happened, and you would have lost someone you loved forever.

Much love,

Andrew