This is a story about a woman.
An amazing woman who raised me up, taught me values at home more than my adoptive mother and biological mother did.
A woman who taught me how to add and subtract.
A woman, who despite her imperfect diction, still tried her best to teach me how to read in English.
A woman who slept beside me when I used to have high fever every month until I was 6 years old.
A woman who cooks my meals and prepares them for me with love.
A woman who never gets tired giving me good advice, who reminds me to be good all the time despite all the evil that is around me.
A woman who knows something's wrong with me, even if I don't let her know.
A woman who always comforts me, and always makes me feel better afterwards.
A woman who always gives me her best, her bigger half.
Izzy and Nana
This woman's name is Susie. Nana Susie is my nanny, who's been with our family for 30 years. If there is anything good about me, I owe it to her. She taught me a lot and I believe I would never have a better life without her. She's been more a mother to me than anyone else. She's also a great grandmother to my kids. Her love for us is unconditional and selfless. I am so thankful God blessed us with an awesome nanny who we always refer to as our mother.
I pray that may she be happy with her life despite spending most of it with us. My family does not deserve such a wonderful person, but she chose her life spending it with us despite being hurt sometimes.
Izzy, Nana and Dean
God bless you Nana! More power! We all love you so much!
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