To me, my grandma would be a saint.  when i was first born i had stomach problems.  i could not hold my food in long enough for it to digest.  i had to stay in the hospital for two weeks, my grandma was there by my side every day.  She would be so impatient and always ask the nurse “Can i take my grandson home today.”  she would stick by my side no matter what.  I hardly ever knew my father, and my mother couldn’t take care of me so i moved in with my grandma.  She gave me shelter, food, and someone to care for me.  She always make sure that when it came to school, I tried my hardest and did my best.  Like I always used to say, no matter what she would always love me, that deep down in her heart I was her pride and soul.  To me my grandma is a guardian angel.