I owe SO much to my grandmother, Betty. When I was two, I went to live with my grandparents until basically I was 18 years old. She was young for a “grandma”, only 40 years old when I came to her, my dad being her oldest of six sons. She was more than my grandma, she was my teacher, my confidant, and my friend. She passed in September of 2012, but I feel her in my heart every single day!