My Grandpa was in Poland

Bringing the past forward and the moving the present out of sight

This is a little late for I was in Poland last week, but it is still the same meaning!! I was so excited to go to Poland because it is the home of my grandpa, Albert George "Slim" Urbanik. I miss him so much for he died three years ago. I remember the day. I was woken up at 5 am by my mom and she said,"It's Grandpa." and I knew he was gone. I went to school, trying to stay strong. I heard someone complaining about how they shouldn't be at school today  because their dog died two days ago. I kept my mouth shut. The only 2 people I told were my best friends; Josh Bone and Amanda Meyer. Finally, after lunch, I couldn't take it anymore. I started crying and my eyes couldn't stop. Josh hugged me while I cried and I called my mom. I had to go... I cry every time I think about my grandpa, but the tears quickly fade as I remember that he is in a better place.
My grandpa was with me in Poland. He was my constant companion and I could feel him there, telling me how proud he was of me. I went to Poland FOR him and I had the time of my life!! I guess remembering him keeps him not only in my thoughts and my heart but keeps him here with me. I have decided to do everything for him and make him proud.