Learning from the old

I just came back from my grandma's house and while we were eating dinner I looked at my grandma for a very long time and I got to think that she really has come very far in life. She and the rest of the family(not me I was born here) moved from their beloved Philipines and came here to Canada in 1986. She really went through alot to provide for her family and even though she's old and only limited to watching game shows on t.v and doing the other stuff that only grandma's love to do she still puts on a happy face for her family assuring us that she loves us alot more than we will ever know. In short today I learnd that being a Mallare is not that bad when you grow old you sit there with a loving family at your side.