My favorite relative

It is very hard for me to pick a favorite relative. members of my family are equally important to me . Many people important to me . But as a kind of tribute , choose my grandmother.
The name of my grandmother was Bertila . She passed away recently, a little over one month . It is the most wonderful person I 've ever met in my life. It was light. For me it meant a lot . Meant knowledge, to live, to laugh , to enjoy what was happening every day . She took care of me when I was a child. He called me the attention . I thought this was good or what was bad. She always went out running behind me when I escaped to the park. I get out of the game challenged to catch me and take me back to the house. When I had more years, she told me she learned to read a syllabary and he loved the poetry of Gabriela Mistral.
I remember that when we were at the beach with my cousins ​​told us stories she had lived for us by the nights were nightmares. She was an excellent woman. A great wife , daughter, grandmother, mother .
She was an important part of my life, and when he left, cost me a lot to accept . The day of his funeral there were many sad people , but I was calm .

She taught me that you can brighten the life of a person with a sweet smile, a small gift that can change your day . She was always laughing and always was with her ​​apron with many pockets where he kept everything.

MAMI , where 're ( I know you're in heaven) I miss you and need much. I miss your smell and your strange conversations that dragged on all afternoon . I love you so much mommy.