My grandmother...I love her so much

I am lucky person because I have many people who have meant so much to me, but one in particular was my grandmother, Maria. She is a seventy-five year old woman with white curly hair held by a bright colored kerchief and she has tender blue eyes and is always wearing a smile. Grandmother Maria is a tall, thin women who is very cute ,with red cheeks that are well defined.
She lives with my grandfather Stevan in the village of Lalic.He is 5 years older than she.Both of them are good heart and forgiving people .They are generous old people but young in spirit.
All my life they are trying to teach me and show me good things which I can use to make my life easier. Very often they call me to hear about me and advise me. My grandpa wants me to be educated and he always asks me about school. Maria tells me that it is very important to find a good husband who will worry about me and who can love me and threat me with respect. When she is joking, she tells me that I have to find a husband like my grandpa.

She is a great cook and she helped me with cooking. Sometimes she invites my parents, my sister, and I to dinner. That is a very special day because everybody likes her food. Usually she makes a nice and healthy soup with a lot of vegetables inside. The noodles for the soup are her specialty along with mashed potatoes, chicken, and salads. She knows that we like to eat cake, so she makes homemade chocolate cake for us. It is her special dessert. Even now I can smell that beautiful cake with rich cream on the top. Everything from here kitchen is so yummy!
My older sister and I like to spend time with her because we like her company and her wisdom. I cannot forget that I spent my childhood in her house, because she was there for my sister and I when my parents were busy. She promised me that she will be there for my children also. I remember that my childhood was great because of grandparents.