My great grandmother, my guardian angel, the brave woman who took on raising my middle sister and I in her retirement years would of been ninety three today. I found this diary entry of mine from June 10th, 1995 where I was ten and I wrote about my grandmother on her bday. Today, I am almost 30 and I am still finding inspiration to write about her. I owe her for every ounce of who I am today and I am forever grateful. Happy Birthday Granny!