Special Person memoir: Nana
Nana is my grandmother. I love her so much. She used to live in Texas, which she loves, but she moved out to California to be with our family. She is married to Mort Howe. She is a great present-wrapper. She has reddish, brownish hair and looks awesome in anything that is red. She comes almost every week to help out at our house. Her house is in Moreno Valley, which is about an hour and a half away. It is nice that she and Mort, or Pop, live so close to us. She is the most loving and caring person I know. I remember getting ice cream from Baskin Robins every Tuesday when she was here. Her amazing creativity in her gifts has not changed.I remember trying on her clip-on earrings when I was young. Nana is always supportive of my choices and makes me feel better when I am sad. She always knows the right thing to say to cheer me up. I can come to her with anything, and she will not judge me but give helpful advice. Even when Evan and I fuss, she always puts up with us. I love going to her house on holidays and spending time with Pop and her. Her amazing chocolate shakes and grilled cheese provide comfort. On my birthday she always comes up with something amazing. Her talent is like a professional’s. For example, for my thirteenth birthday she is doing “the thirteen days of Avery’s birthday”. I open a present every day until my birthday. Every present has a new creative aspect. They all have to do with “13”, and many have pig things included, which I love. Many have word puzzles that are very witty. She does so much for us. I know that Nana will always be there for me, and I love her more than the world.