My grandma was so much more. She was a giver she took me to finish bringing me up when I was a 13 year old girl. I was so broken down by things that happened to me as a child that I was full of anger and fear that it consumed me I was afraid to even be touched. It took a lot of partitions and love to bring me back out of the darkness that I had became so used to living in. So I try very hard to walk in the light as I know her and grandpa would want for me. I love and miss them both but in my heart I know I will see them again someday.