My grandpa was like a seesaw. He had ups and downs. He would laugh at the lowest points in life and the highest too. However, there came a point where the seesaw didn’t go up anymore. It was all downs. The smiles were gone, the happiness became dull, the bright days turned gray. What was it that changed everything I asked myself every night before bed, and just wished everything would just go back to normal. I missed him, everyone did. Unfortunately, that never happened. A few days later, he passed away and left everyone with the uncertainty. What happened?