In the honor of my grandmother

i`m not that big with words but this is in memory of my beloved gandmother who rased me from about 2 years of age.. she was a incredible person always happy regardless of her tough life (thru two wars) and she lost her both sons ( other one my dad) and other horrible stuff .. she was a iron lady to the end... i mis and love her to bit`s... thats all.





p.s the the red coloured thing behind is the chrystal box where my grandma kept all of her war memorials..