I am very proud of my grandmother, her strength and endurance. I don't know anyone else who would have so courageously endured all the terrible trials that were sent to her soul: hunger during collectivization in the 30s, when she was left alone out of four children. Illnesses and other events that drastically changed her life. Every year, when I come here, she tells me in great detail about her life, so that I know so that in today's prosperous time she can distinguish between what is worthless and what is more expensive than gold. In order not to be exchanged for small coins. I am incredibly grateful to her for her stories, for upbringing, for an amazing childhood, the thread with which has not yet broken, for the correct attitude to life, for love from the cradle to travel and airplanes!