When I was 9 years old my grandma passed away. She was my dad’s mom and lived a very long life. When my brothers and I were young she and my grandpa always baby-sat us. It was always so fun because they would play different games with us that we liked to play. My grandma was very caring and always made sure we were fine and get us a band-aid after we would fall. Sometimes if we were good she would give us candy. My favorite memory with her was when we went to Israel when I was younger. I am very glad I was lived to alive to spend time with her.