my best friend from the beginning

My best friend is my grandma Ritterbush. Sitting there in the chair in the nursing home without her telling me all her stories from the past make me realize how much I miss her. She was one I could always telling my thoughts to and now that she has passed I just keep my bad thoughts to my self because I have no one to relieve them to. My grandma was my role model because she was always there to listen an to talk to she helped me through everything. She was the worlds strongest lady who fought through a lot to keep her three boys inline without a husband. This lady fought her toughest battle through COPD. When my grandpa lived at her apartment before the nursing home she would always find us something new to take home to remember her because she always thought she would be gone that next day. She always fought through it till just last year around March. When I got home from work one night I walked into my house with my dad walking up to me and crying because my grandma had passed away. I was crushed that I lost my best friend that day and that I would never have anyone to tell me all of her stories from the past, and what she thought of us grandchildren and how much we meant to her. From day one she will always be my best friend.
Mr