But she always did it with a twinkle in her eye that said so much more. Her eyes told the real story. That she was just having fun and that she loved her family more than anything.
She was 95 when she passed away on my 33rd birthday this past Friday. Two weeks ago we introduced Colby to the legend that is Auntie Louise. He met her in her apartment while Ella and Tyler ran around and the women circled at her feet - the queen. Auntie invited me to go play the slots and she was concerned about how I had been feeling...having fun and loving her family.
I like to picture her sitting in the same seat she always sat in at my Grandmother's table. Her nails impeccably done and a cute little cigarette purse in front of her. She was always shoving a bill into my hand - a model of generosity. And I like to think of the 93 years my Grandmother and Aunt spent together. Gossiping, laughing, eating and gambling - having fun and loving their family. They talked every night for an hour - despite the fact that for the last few years neither of them could hear very well.