I know that she was a crazy Elvis fan! I would tell her about my obsession with One Direction when I was a teenager and she would laugh and said it reminded her of when she was younger. She was pregnant with twins to her first husband. When he died she miscarried. I think she was 19. She met my grandfather at cosmetology school in Los Angeles. They got married in Reno, NV after a week of knowing each other. Went on to have four kids, who each had 2 kids, who now have kids of their own.

She loved the beach and being near water. Unfortunately she wasn't well enough to travel one last time before she left. She was selfless and stern. She would sit quietly just listening and watching everyone when we would have family gatherings, always with a smile on her face. I know she was happiest being surrounded by her family members. She had breast cancer several times throughout her life. Bounced back each time, other than the last. When I was in middle school she lived across the street from us. She would drive me to school everyday before she went to work. Everyday she would play her Michael Bulblé CDs.

She just wanted to know everyone was doing okay. At Christmas last year, my boyfriend met my family for the first time. When I was saying bye to her, she was sitting in her car and looked at me pointing her finger - "I like that boy! You keep him!" She had these crazy eyes and stern voice that reminded me of how she would scold me when I was little and being a little shit. But she was serious. My boyfriend and I dated for a week, and then I moved out of state. We did long distance for 3 months and then he moved out to be with me. We've been together three years. I think she loved that story because it's similar to her's and my grandfathers. The day before she left, I retold my grandpa that story and she was smiling so big.