Number 17 seems to always follow me around. I didn't know why, but a while ago I realized it was my grandpa's birthday, he was born on a 17th. So 17 has become my lucky number. I guess I always have him close, even if he passed away in 2004. He is always nearby guiding me, I miss him a lot, I was 13 when he passed away and I feel like time is erasing more memories that I have with him, I respected him so much and last year I lost my grandma too, they were two of the people that I loved the most. Many things changed in almost 10 years since my grandpa died and the funny thing is that 10 years ago when he died I asked myself where will I be 10 years from now, and now I know. I'm here, writing this. 10 years is someone's lifetime and I know I grew up so much, I was only a child and now I am a young woman. I hope he is proud of me, because only now I am beginning to be proud of myself.
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