My grandmother and I were very close. We had that special bond that nobody can ever break. My grandmother was a very great lady. She wasn’t prefect but she was a great lady. She helps a lot of people with a lot of stuff but she didn’t mind. She did have her days when she could yell at somebody for no reason but everyone loved her anyway.

When my grandmother died of stroke she wanted people to know her as a helper, friend, mother, and a person who spoke the truth.my grandmother and I had a lot of fun together. We use to go to the movies, out to eat and all of that. We use to have a lot of fun. I would go with her to her doctor appointment to see if she was ok because she had high blood peruse. I was always the caring one and so was my grandmother. She use to make sure all her grandkids and her kids was alright.

When my grandmother died everything fell apart it went all wrong. Everybody was all mess up.so my family decided that every year on her birthday or the day she died we was going to play her favorite song and go around telling stories about her . It was pretty sad and I wasn’t going to cry because she in a good place right now with god. I knew I will see her again couldn’t wait.

I knew that the person I looked up to was gone. My leader was gone. Also I knew that my grandmother was a brave woman. She was a strong women, she was my best friend, mother and teacher she also was a helper a good helper.

I LOVE YOU GRANDMA AND KNOW THAT YOUR ALWAYS IN MY HEART<3.