We took Gramma and Mom to see The Avengers on Mother's Day.
During the blasting and blaring preview for The Dark Knight Rising, Gramma turns to me in the theater and shouts: "Wow, that looks like a quiet little love story!"
After the movie, I had an emotional breakdown on my couch. The pressures of moving, graduation, work and life just all hit me at the same time. Luckily I had Gramma there to comfort me: "Emmy, it's going to be ok. I just think we all need to go get drunk now."
Thanks Gramma for being my best friend, my personal comedian and my biggest cheerleader.
I love you more than words.
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