I lived in my grandmother's house with my parents until I was 7 or 8 years old, and my grandmother always used to tell us stories and the one that could never be missed was her childhood. I do not know why she was doing it, it was really sad and for I at that time until terrifying haha, then I understood how brave and strong I really turn out to be, today I want to dedicate these lines to this great woman and because I gave her that title.

In those nocturnal stories, my grandmother told us that her mother had died when she was 4 years old and her father who was her super hero when she was 14 and two brothers died when she was little. When her father died as was the custom at that time was a godmother who took part in his life to complete his upbringing, it was very dark for her times of abuse from this person who never gave him love if not contempt, but in the middle of All my grandmother grew up and formed a large family of eight children, but it was not easy because at the age of 35 I am a widow. My grandfather died in an accident, leaving a great void in his life. My grandmother already had seven children and for that I would instantly have the eighth daughter in her womb, my aunt will love her as we usually say here she could never meet her father and I did not have the happiness of hugging this man that my grandfather has always told me about.

My grandmother, with her eight children, did not see it easy but she never broke down, she did not give up for them. I struggle with everything you can imagine in family homes, selling food and each of my uncles became fighters, never gave pity, or asked in the streets or were in the desire to steal because this woman was responsible for sowing principles and could achieve send them all to college.

Here you can see part of the family, for someone who lost so many it is a great blessing to have such a big family.

In that time of mourning my grandmother found refuge in the evangelical church and decided to surrender to GOD completely seeing GOD as his father or friend, his only brother turned his back because of this decision but only temporarily, afterwards she herself would attend to him on his deathbed, he died of diabetes.
Ohh you have to listen to this woman pray for her children and grandchildren every day see how she cries to GOD and tells her daddy take care of mine.

My grandmother does not know how to read or read but she urged a generation to grow to move forward and not to give up and among her children and grandchildren she now has a whole range of medical professionals, engineers, educational pastors among others and I know she inspired us all .

In the next photo my aunt the younger with her husband and my parents.

My grandmother today is 75 years old one of his passions is to consent is not perfect but I am not either, you have to know how to take it but your spoiled never tells us not haha.

I am currently one of those who are waiting for their food and several days a week I have to go through the house and know that it is okay, nothing that she has not done there for me first.
My grandmother loves to cook but most of all when the house is full, take care of the animals since when she was little and lost her parents and her godmother raised her in the middle of the mistreatment the pets were her friends.

I tell you that this lady is not so old-fashioned at least when it comes to communicating with her youngest daughter who does not live in the country she has her own tablet and she says I only give the tinajita and ready there I speak tinajita is the icon of Skype haha.

I will share some old but special moments.

Thank you for reading a bit of the story I hope it will be of inspiration for your life. Blessings...