Elisa “Lisa”
She was the oldest of us three. Hence, she did everything first. First to smile, to talk, to crawl, to stand, to walk, to run…… you get the picture. She was also then the responsible one, responsible to help feed me, play with me, teach me to color, teach me the ABC’s, numbers, and to write. You can say I was her first student. Lisa made sure I learned her way; which included changing me from left- handed to right-handed; because she was right-handed and it was the right way in her mind. I remember that she always had a book with her and would recommend/ tell us what books we should read when we were younger.
Education was the stressed in our house. Being the oldest and being in Alief (a small community in the 1970’s) she excelled and we the younger swam in her wake. She showed us that it was possible to go to college and be successful. We again waded in her wake earning our degrees. Her to English and Poetry, me to Engineering, Marcus to Art. She led the way becoming an author and sharing our families and her experiences with others.
I will leave you with these thoughts…
Long after the colors fade and the buildings crumble her written word will live on.
I think in numbers: I was born on October 25, 1970, close to 9 in the morning.
For 54 years, 11 months, 23 days, she was in my Life.
You fought the good fight; you needed to close your eyes. I know your soul lives on.
Rest until it is time to Rise.
