Personal Narrative: I Believe In M & M

I believe in M&M’s. Yes, you read that right… M&M’s. I don’t believe in them because they are my favorite candy or because I love separating them by color, no. I believe in them because the first thing that comes to mind is bowls around my that comes to mind is my lovely Irish Nana, Mary Shannon- Leary because she use to have bowls of M&M’s all around her house, that I according to my grandmother and mother, “I could never keep my hands out of.” In January of 2005, when I was 3 years old, heaven received a new angel. She passed away from heart failure at the age of 85. My family always talks about how amazing of a woman that she was. Some of the time they talk about how much her and I are alike. I know when I am in tough situations that she is by my side guiding me through and helping me. She was an incredible woman and I was not given the chance to know her. She is one of the most religious women in my life. She attended church every day and when she couldn’t make it to church, the priest would go to her home and preach to her. Thanksgiving and Christmas were her favorite holidays because those were times where our whole family, no matter where they were, would come down and enjoy a home cooked meal, made by her. Family is something that means the
Her favorite family gathering by far, was the family Angel’s baseball game. Every summer, the whole family would all gather for a potluck and tailgate under the big A at Angel’s stadium. We always had blocked seats inside, so then we could all go out and watch the game together as a family. She also loved golf. It was not so much of a family event, so I don’t know much about. All these traditions still are continuing to this day: Christmas as a family, the summer Angel’s game, and a homemade Thanksgiving meal. She will forever be remembered in our hearts as the mom, grandmother, and great grandmother as the one with M&M’s all