It has been exactly a year today that I saw your face. Its hard to believe that time is going by so fast. I miss you so much and I still get emotional at the thought of what happened this day last year. What happened to you. These past couple months have been really hard on me but I have been hiding it well. I have been having these reoccuring dreams.Not really dreams I guess I mean im sleeping but its not make-believe. It was REAL this day last year. I just keep reliving it eventime i go to sleep. I just see exactly what happened as if it was going on right now. And this is it: I went to school, on my way to take my math midterm (which was ironic since you were a mathmatician) that I studied so hard for and I got a text from my sister saying Grandpa passed out and she would keep me up dated. I was extremely worried since I didnt know the full details all I knew was that he was passed out and he has a history of strokes. I walk into the "beach" (as they call the LRC with all the computers in it) and go into the first classroom to take my test. As I was taking the test my phone was going off like crazy. I was freaking out, and I couldn't check it. So I just turned in my unfinished test and left. I looked at my phone and i sank. You were dying and I needed to get to the hosipital right away to say my goodbyes. I try calling my sister, my mom, my aunt anyone but the connection was not going thru. I didnt know where to go, what hospital you were at. I start walking fast with tears running down my face trying to be unnoticable to everyone walking around the college. Trevor spotted me and knew something was wrong, I told him and he walked me to my car and offered to drive. I told him no I just needed to find where it was. I got ahold of my dad who just kept trying to calm me down and told me he was at one in Camarillo. I speed off trying to find it, mind I do not know my way around Camarillo. I then found it and asked every nurse to point me into the right direction. I finially see some family (on my dad's side) in the waiting room. Then I walk through the set double doors then into his room. Everyone that could be there was there. My sister, mom, aunt, cousins, step-uncle/step-aunt, step-cousins my grandma. and in the middle of everyone standing around was my grandpa laying on the bed with tubes in his mouth. His face was pale, blue and a little of purple, he had some blood as well. I touched his arm which was freezing. and the doctor said it was time, he wasnt gonna make it and they were gonna "pull the plug". His heart rate was still going but barely, they turned off the machines and then pulled the huge tube out of his throat. I watched it all, I could not believe this was happening and i couldn't turn away. once the tube was all the way out he let out this huge gasp which made everyone jump. the doctor said it was the air being released from the tube and it wasnt him comming to life. It was hard seeing my grandma, she has altimzers and kept running out of the room so sad, then comming back in seeing grandpa then saying " whats wrong with leo? why is he so cold? dont leave me!" It was horrible. So this is my dream that keeps replaying and now today is the day last year you passed. I miss you and Love you always. You had a brain anerism, and passed out on the floor, grandma with her altimzers thought you were taking a nap. Her brain is completely gone these days and couldn't help you. I wish she could have. Stephaine (my cousin) called that morning since she wanted to visit and Grandma said you were taking a nap on the floor. She knew something was wrong and raced over with uncle Rod to try and help. But there was nothing they could do. Your brain was filling up with blood so fast. You were the one always looking out for Grandma and never enough time to look out for yourself. I miss you and love you, I have been pretty sick this week but I am going to visit you. R.I.P Grandpa Leo Cook. 3/12/2008