Oh these are always the hardest ones...
I would have to say the hardest thing I have experienced was when my grandpa passed away. To many people, that seems like a sad occasion, but maybe not the hardest thing. For me, it was hard because I was raised by him. My parents were young, not ready and after shuffling when I was younger, I came to spend most of my time at my grandpa's house. I lived there 90% of the time, right up until I graduated high school. And then after that. And when I went to college, he moved closer to me, and I lived with him again while I finished up my schooling.
He was always there with his repetitive stories and goofy inventions. And watching his health degrade was very hard. And a piece of me left when he passed away. He is a huge part of who I am today. I am happy to have my father and other family now. But losing grandpa was the equivalent of losing a parent to me, and it will always be the hardest thing I've experienced.
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