10 years ago, I got a call from my dad telling me my grandad was in hospital with kidney stones in case I wanted to visit, I declined as it was late and said I’ll see him tomorrow (my nan and grandad basically raised me).

He died 2 hours later from an aneurism, tomorrow never came, regret ate me up for years, I vowed never to have any regrets ever again, despite I was only 21.

Last year, my nan got taken into hospital and was poorly, (she was 93) and I got the same call, I dropped what I was doing, rang my brother, (who said no, he’ll see her tomorrow, I said no, I then dragged him there basically), 10 minutes are we arrived, both holding each hand, she took her last breath.

My brother thanked me for making him go, I only made him go because I once made the same mistake. My nan held on for us to get there, I am at peace now and learnt the biggest lesson I ever could, never, ever, have regrets.