My grandma is my best friend. Most people claim to have great and wonderfully sentimental relationships with their grandmas, but they're all lying. My grandma is the most genuine and important person in my life. As my next door neighbor, my grandma practically raised me, but that's not intersting or compelling, I admit. Plenty of grandmas do that. But what plenty of grandmas don't do is get widowed by the age of 34 with 7 kids, the youngest of which being 2. Plenty of grandmas don't go on to send all 7 of her kids to college (all of whom graduated), and go on to raise 21 grandkids as well. One child became a lawyer, another a CEO, another a principal, and so on and so forth. My grandma, or Madea, as I call her, is simply a country girl from Crystal Springs, Mississippi. Some might say she didn't accomplish a lot in life; she worked most her year's at Scotty's Restaurant cleaning tables and doing dishes. But her love, support, and charm was a blessing to all she encountered, and those same attributes allowed for the wonderful children and grandchildren she has to cement their tradition of success. Inez Owens was diagnosed with Alzheimer's a few years back. I'd like to donate all money raised to Hilarity for Charity, because while my grandma might get me confused for one of her other grandkids or even her own children, none of us will ever remember the tremendous sacrifices she made for our sake.