My Lovely Grandmother..

     My grandmother on my mother's side, died 3 years ago when I was still in 5th grade. My name was derived from her name, Lydia. When I was still a baby, she really took good care of me. She held me in her arms like I was an expensive, precious, and fragile jewel. And even when I was growing up, she is still there for me even if my mother is there too. I am so thankful for everything she did to me and my family. I thank her for all the things she taught to me because I applied it to my life right now. I didn't regret following what she said was the best for me. And when she died, we were all confused and alone because she's like the light to us leading us to the right path and we didn't know what to do anymore without her. But we overcome the challenges/obstacles we had in life because we know she is there, watching and guiding us as we continue our lives without her..