Irish Immigrant: Aibhlinn Sibeal

I'm welcomed into this world!

Jul 25, 1852

Smiles that greet me are from my dad and mother.

I'm finally in America.

Jul 27, 1868

After the medical examination I stare at the breathtaking Statue of Liberty. Then a guy comes over asking me repetative questions and I turn him down, and not much later I meet my older brother not far away from the road.

Going to live with my dad and brother.

Jul 19, 1869

After living with my brother for a year I ride a train to Kansas. It was an okay ride, but I was fearful of an accident happening. Though it was still a nice experience.

I'm here!

Jul 22, 1869

I have been awake for about two hours now and I finely get off the train. Once I grab my bags I feel a pair of arms wrap around my legs and a hand on my shoulder. I pick up my brother and hug my dad tears swelling my eyes. Dad tells me that my job will be to care for my brother and care for the household.

R.I.P my little brother.

Dec 3, 1869

Tacion got yellow fever and I took him to the hospital a week ago. Though when I came in today doctor Moki Dalman, who I came to like very much, broke the news that he died.

My mom arrives here.

Jan 4, 1870

Now that my mother is her I break the news about Tacion's death. Along with news about me going steady with Moki Dalman.

I get married.

Aug 14, 1872

I wore my mother's dress and married Moki Dalman. I am now known as Evelyn Dalman to everyone, except to my parents and Moki who call me Aibhlinn. The wedding was very simply had we had some rose petals on the ground and I had a little rose bouquet in my hands.

Welcome my son!

Mar 15, 1874

Today I gave birth to my first child. Ater discussing the name we agreed Nathan will be the name. So far Nathan is a smiling baby who most surprisingly doesn't cry very often.

Welcome a new baby to the world.

Oct 22, 1885

This time I give birth to a girl. The name that we came up with suits her well and it's an irish name, Keela. It fits her so well with meaning beautiful and is a beauty that is only poetry can capture.

I think I'll be leaving soon

Jul 24, 1895

Yesterday and today I have been puking a lot. Though instead puke I have been puking up just blood and I have been feeling very lighthead. Moki tries to help me, but nothing he does seems to work.