One of my favorite people in the world...

...is my Granny (my mom's mom). She died 10 years ago when she was 70 years old and it still seems like yesterday. Today we remember her birthday and celebrate the wonderful woman that she was, a hero to many. I used to love going to her house knowing that she would spoil us rotten, do whatever we wanted to do, eat WHATEVER we wanted (I am surprised we didn't get sick), and when I would cry when I had to go home, I remember she would let me get anything in her house to take home just so I wouldn't have a meltdown. I loved her so much and still today, she remains (and always will be) one of my favorite people. I love you Granny.