Grandpa Mac was in the hospital trying to recover from his stroke when my family had gone to the Bahamas for spring break. Then my mother got a call saying that Grandpa just suffered a stroke as soon as we reached our hotel. My parents insisted that we leave for the hospital right away. I reluctantly packed my bags and soon we were on a plane flying home. We ran into Grandpa’s hospital room. When I saw him, he didn’t remember me. Tears welled up and I knew I should have told him how much I loved him, but back then I thought I had enough time.