In memory of my grandmother

My grandmother died 10 years ago and I wasn't there for her. She died alone. I will never forgive myself for this because she was the only one who took care of me when I was a little boy. Up until I was five and my parents took me to Germany it was her who gave me a home, shelter, love. It broke her heart when we were gone. She tried to call me shortly before she passed away. I never answered her call. So this is how it ends for somebody who took care and gave everything. This is me who didn't care. Writing this trying to ease my burden for what I have not done. I'm so sorry. I love you baka ...