I have done a piece on my Nana, but she was truly a hero of mine. She was always there for me. Her passing truly affected me. I believe that a part of her feisty and fiery spirit is embedded in my son. He was born almost a year to the day that she passed. I know he was a gift from my Nana. She knew what we needed to help cope with her passing and to get all of our lives back on track. My Nana always knew what was best and knew how to keep our dysfunctional family together.