On 03/28/2015 my grandma (dad's mom) passed away unexpectedly in the ER due to lung cancer. She was 65, and I was 15. Next few months go past and we come to July. July 1-3 I was at the VNA hospice visiting my grandpa (mom's dae) he died there on the Fourth of July, he was 78 and I was still only 15. Ironic because he was a veteran. Then that takes us to December 2015. My grandma (mom's mom) has had cancer since 2004 and between October and December she got horribly worse. No one knew what was going on until December 13th, 2015. Her breathing all of a sudden became heavy and separated and we called the ambulance, she died 3 minutes before they got to the hospital, she was 75 and I was 16. So in less than 9 months I went from all 4 grandparents to 1. It absolutely sucks more than anything in this world.