Maria

This is Maria, my grandmother. It has been a while since I am planning to take a picture of her. Today, we had an Easter lunch with the family and I took my camera with me. She was born in Italy and came to Brazil like more than 1,5 million Italians. My grandmother is a wonderful cook. Some of her specialities, like gnocchi, I never order in restaurants because I always get disappointed. She is also very religious, always ready to pray for us.
She is a role model to me: always in a good mood and with that wisdow some people born with. When my aunt (her older daugther) died last year, she was obviously sad and my mother took her to a doctor, who offered an antidepressant to help her. She refused and told the doctor that she needed to experience that grief, that it would go away with time.