My Grandmother
Let me tell you guys about my grandmother which i call her mami gloria, she is my mom's mother, i think i had the best grandmother ever she lived most of her life in Arizona and Sonora Mexico, every time we visited her she would always make tortillas for us. She was very special to me because she always express her love to all of her grandchildren but, for some reason i felt her love toward me more stronger, i never disrespected her like some of my cousins, i belive she deserved all of our love and carring not because she was older, just because she was a wise woman, because she always knew what she wanted for her self and her family. I speak of her in pasttens do to that fact that she is no longer with us, she past away on may 13 2008, this has been on my saddest day ever, theirs pain in my heart every time i think of mami gloria, i would always have a tear in my heart just for her. I was with her in the hospital till the day she took her jurney to heaven. This year in august 16 was her birthday, she turn 76 years old, I remember when I was little sometime my parents would drive to Arizona or Mexico, where ever she will be so we could celebrate her bithday. Now this year we had to go visit her in Arizona at her grave yard. My message to all my friends and to who ever read this blog please respect your perants specialy your grandmother, you'll never know what will hapen the day day of tomorrow, she's here today and tomorrrow not. I will ask a big favor to who ever has a grandmother to give her a hugge and kiss from me, you guys are blessed. Don't waist time in being upset at your grandmother she know's what she is saying, and is all good advice trust me listen you might learn something that you would later past that advice to your own children, for example in my case i think i would tell my children how she would make flour tortillas just for me and she would always have beans in her wood stove so i would stuff my mouth with tacos made out fresh made flour tortillas with beans.
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