That same evening when I was at my house I began to think about the times I had spent with my grandma. To my surprise they were only a few occasions. Then I began to think about the gifts I had given her and to my surprise I didn't give her any. Not even once. In some occasions I took her some bread, but this is basically nothing for me. Now if I were to take my grandma flowers they would be a waste of money and time because my grandma can't see them, touch them, or even smell them. So there is no point of me taking her anything. I wish time would go back so I can do everything different, but apparently is too late. For this reason I believe that every person in the world should love, protect and help their family members. People should especially love, protect and help their parents and grandparents. They are the ones who deserve our respect and our love. My grandma had to die in order for me to realize that I should give more to the people that care about me.