My grandmother was the only grandparent I really got to know. I would spend the night at her house when she was in good health, I don’t remember much because I was so little. But the memories I do have of her will always be in my heart. I would watch her play solitaire on the pc she had, and drink her cold coffee when she wasn’t looking. It’s still hard for me to move on, I lost her in sixth grade and now I’m going into ninth. I never got to see her when she could ride a bike. And if I did I can’t remember. I will always miss my grandmother, and I will never forget how kind, beautiful, smart and amazing she was.
