My grandma loves to write. I am pretty sure I inherited my love of writing from her. She has books and books full of things she has written. I have always admired her and her dedication to her passions. She is a mother of 7 and a grandmother of who knows how many. She always has a smile on her face, and food in the oven One of my favorite memories of her is a time when I was at her house and she gave me breakfast in the morning. It was a bowl of cereal topped with a scoop of ice cream. Best breakfast ever. Why not have dessert first...
