The last time I cried was death of my grandmother. I remember like yesterday that I cried like a baby,because my grandmother was so important to me. As my mother and father had to go to work, she looked after me and she never complained about it. She helped my homework, and had a crucial effect on my character. She was always so good to me. And I cried so much when I learned her death. I know you can imagine like this kind lost of loved one’s impact on one’s life. I really so sad that she did not have a chance to meet my son. I wish so much them to meet and to introduce my grandmother to my son. And I want to share that she was so generous and I want her to be a good example to him too.