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| Sad inside but smiling outside |
It was late May of 2008. I was at my job at Teilman School in Fresno, Ca. She had just been diagnosed on May 15, 2008. My phone rang. It was Jeannette with her cute sounding voice telling me all about her doctor appointments. She was sure she would be cured in no time and that she would be back to normal and working again. I guess the sound of my voice made her worry for me. She reassured me she would be o.k. I couldn't help it and started to cry. She told me to please take a picture of myself and send to her so that she could see I was o.k. I managed to clear off my mascara that had been running down my cheeks and took the picture just for her. She was content with it and told me to please go see her the following weekend. She never found out that after we hung up I ran to my car parked outside my office and cried my eyes out. The tears kept coming and coming. I was so deep into the emotion when all of a sudden my co-worker knocked on my window and asked me if I was o.k. I opened my car door and stepped out into her embrace. She cried with me. Her name is Grace Evans and she is a clinician in our Fresno County department. I believe that God had her transfered to Teilman so that she would be there for me even before Jeannette found out she had cancer. Things happen for reasons unknown to man. Grace certainly was a blessing to me especially during all of Jeannette's ordeal. I give thanks to God for all my blessings. Even the ones I don't quite understand at the time it is happening. All I know is that I miss my Nettle Poodle so much.
I haves to read your blog, its like a dam drug! I cant read it outloud though cause then me and Rhiannon are crying like babies and scaring the kids. You should write a book. Its incomprehensible to me how you can even breathe after losing netty
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