I Love My Grandmother Both of them. My Grandma on my dad's side died when I was 3/4 years old. I still remember something's about her though. I know my life would be a little bit better if she was still here. I know I'd have someone to talk to and someone to listen to me...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
