I would have liked to be able to see my grandfather one last time before he passed away. He was good to me and all he asked of me was to spend time with him doing things I already liked but being a selfish child at the time I didn't give him much of the time of day.
I remember a day vividly, a 14 year old who was annoyed that I had to be at a cold as fuck funeral while snow/rain chiclets fell on me, with only the thought of going back home and playing some SNES.
Imagine my face when I found out that the university I could go to a few years later, was already paid for due with the money he gave my tuition fund that was transferred to my name in his will after he died.
Makes me sad how much of a dipshit I was to him.