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There are certain people in our lives who help us get by from day to day, who teach us things that supposedly help us later in life. Such a person might be a teacher who helps with our studies or a counselor who helps with personal problems, but they don't even compare to how much my grandfather taught me about life. He wasn't the wisest man in the world, he didn't know nearly what a teacher or counselor does. However, he did teach me that it's not the big things that people teach us that are the most valuable, but it's the little things they do that give us the most satisfaction. That lesson will stick with me until the day that I die! My grandfather always said, "a chain is only as good as each individual link bound to it, and by knowing this, Michael, you'll never take the little things for granted." I never really understood what he meant by that until the day that he died. Looking back at him laying in that dreadful coffin, I realized how much that man helped me in my life by just doing the little things. I don't remember the gigantic Christmas present my grandparents bought me in the winter of '91 or everything I did on my Colorado vacation. But I do remember my grandpa having that water gun fight with me in the front ya
I remember every Saturday morning he would call me just to see how school was going and stuff like that. At least now I have that much more hope that I won't be one of those stressed out businessmen that I was so terrified of becoming. I have now come to realize that I don't have to work my but off and make a good salary so I can lead a happy life, but I can just as well lead a happy life by doing the little things for others that give them consolation and myself pride. It's funny to think that one simple phone call could be missed more than a wrecked car or a lost prized possession. I'm sure he was never fully interested in my discussion but he would always stay on the other end and listen to every detail anyway. He was getting pretty old by this time, I assume he just wanted to spend as much time as he could with us before he passed. Once moving back to Ceresco, my grandfather still figured there was more he could do to help people, so he became a modestly-paid fireman. We talked for hours about issues only a child would encounter, such as the street kick ball game I played in the night before or the Mario game I had beaten last week. I'm so thankful that there was someone in my life who let me realize that happiness doesn't necessarily always come from material possessions, but rather that happiness can come from people who care about us and demonstrate this daily. He lived in a small town called Ceresco, which consisted roughly of 300 people, located just west of Lincoln. I am so thankful to have someone such as that in my life. Now that I understand that a job doesn't always just have to be about making money, it can also be about what makes a person feel good inside. He spent much of his time after high school in the military where he was, I think an MP.
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