November 29th was the day that we had my grandmother's funeral. It was a rainy and gloomy day, and I waited with my family as we lingered around for the guests to arrive. I couldn't face the fact that I was already at my grandmother's funeral. It was like a nightmare you'd never want to face, but it was reality... it was real. I love my grandmother so much, and I cannot explain how much I look up to her. That day was a terrible day for me. But, I realized something positive. All my family was here, together in unison. We have always had problems within the family, but seeing us all together gave me a good reason to look up to my grandmother and smile.