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MY NETTLE
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| My sis, Donna |
Last night I kept tossing and turning in bed. I guess I was restless since I knew today I was going to struggle with my emotions. My dad came over at around 7:30 a.m. all the way from Corcoran to see me. I made a fresh pot of coffee and we sat in my living room talking. He is a retired pastor and I totally value his words of wisdom. He comforted me and reassured me that one day I will see Jeannette. We went out to breakfast. I ordered an omelet and was not too happy with the ingredients in it. I was about to complain to my dad about it but realized that this type of issue was not that important compared to other things such as dealing with my grief today. He left at around noon. My sister Donna called me and we both cried on the phone. She feels my pain. I am truly blessed to have a loving family to support me during this difficult time. I thank you sis for always being there for me. You are my living ANGEL. My Jeannette loved you so very much. Rest in Peace, my Nettle Poodle.
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