It was a rainy day, as the rain was pouring hard making it difficult for me to hold an umbrella to cover myself from getting wet from the rain drops. My only option was to enter a nearby home of an old woman who was living alone. A stranger with a big kind hearted heart. As I seek shelter from her comfort home I looked around to asked, “where are your kids and husband,” she replied, “dear I’m old, my kids leave my side and went away because they felt I was going to be a burden to them, my husband passed away long before the kids got married.” I was sadden to hear that, from that day I always pay her a visit and would take some food for her and buy her some goodies. This old woman was stranger but to me I considered her my grandmother. She always have a story to tell me about her life, what she went through to what good and bad things happen in her life. Grandmother was a special person in my life because she was the most caress person in my life and had no one but me pay her a visit and to have a chit chat with her.