She is there standing by the gates of Heaven looking to see who is arriving into Heaven. She has her beautiful eyes wide open looking, anticipating her mama coming thru the gate. I tell you all, I can't wait to see her again. I am going to jump up for joy, run straight into her arms, squeeze her with my big hugs. She is missed so much by me. Not a day goes by that I do not think about her. This morning I was wearing her hospital slippers that were left behind in her hospice room. I remember picking them up and holding them close to me and crying and crying as they wheeled her away to the funeral home. A 37 year old daughter of mine had just died. This was so devastating. Way too young to die. Leaving behind her four young children. Leaving behind a mother that has never been the same. I use whatever tools I can get to help me cope. This blog helps me so much. After I write about her I feel some calmness come over me. Even if it's just for a day or two.
I miss my Nettle Poodle.
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