Grandma

My Grandmother used to sit in her chair and say the Rosary everyday, she would watch the A's play baseball, cook gigantic dinners for the people she loved, hang her clothes out on the line to dry, and sit with you for however long you needed and let you hold her hand. She would only allow you to tell "white lies", she owned a million house coats, she would laugh so hard that no sound would come out and you would wonder if she was breathing, and even when she was sick you never heard her complain.... unless you were beating the eggs too slowly to make a cake, then she would grab the bowl out of your hand, shake her head and do it herself.

She was strong and smart and I miss her.