She Taught Me Everything [Post 1]

In memory of Eileen Schmidt (1945 - 2013)

Come on Eileen! Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye. And we can sing just like our fathers!  

     "Girls, I hate that song."

But it says your name, Grandma.

     "I love you, girls. Come on, kissy kissy facey facey."

We love you too, Grandma.

     "I can't swim with you because I'm secretly a mermaid."

You are the prettiest mermaid ever.

     "And the monster looked in the window and saw its reflection, and got so scared that it ran away before it could scare the people inside."

Thank you for the stories, Grandma.

     "Why don't you wear makeup, Gabby?"

It doesn't fit me.

     "Grow out your hair."

I like it short like yours.

     "Stand up straight. You are a strong Irish girl."

Yes, Grandma. I know.

     "Gabrielle, you are so beautiful. You know that, right?"

Thanks, Grandma.

     "You're going to do great things in the world."

I'm going to try, Grandma.

     "How are you, dear?"

I miss you. How are you?

     "...hurts..."

Grandma, it's Gabby. Grandma, I love you. We're all here. You are so strong, and it's okay now. Everything is going to be okay, you can let go. Aunt Denise and Great Grandpa are waiting for you. We all love you so much, you don't need to worry. I promise.