What I remember about my Grandma

I remember going to your house after school when I was in Elementary school. 
You would make me eggplant, tofu, and tea. 
You were always honest with me and you never talked down to me. 
I remember your whole face would light when you smiled, and your laugh would fill the room. 
You would listen to jazz and old country music.  
You taught me ballroom dancing, and how to play the piano. 
I remember you liked  playing classical and ragtime, The Entertainer was your favorite.
At night you would go out dancing in flowing, floral dresses. 
Just after I turned thirteen, you married a man that you met ballroom dancing. 
He loved music and ballroom as much as you did, but most of all he loved you. 
A year later you got sick, it was leukemia.  
I knew it was a serious illness, but you were so strong I knew you could beat it. 
I thought you would out live us all. 
Even after you started chemo you still when out dancing. 
When you lost your hair you were still as beautiful as ever, because you were still smiling, still laughing. 
You passed away so suddenly, I didn't get a chance to say good-bye. 
At your memorial service, the church organist played all of your favorite songs.  
I imagined you in your floral dress, dancing to the music.