I wish my Jeannette was here with me right now. I miss her so much. Wish she would call me and tell me how her day went at work or how she volunteered again for Conner school trips to the Zoo, or to tell me she was thinking about me and hoping that all is well with me. She died on Sept. 3, 2009. To this day, I grief over loosing her. Some days are good and then some days it just hits me all over again. I hope that the day comes soon when someone will find the cure for breast cancer so that no other mother will be grieving just like me over loosing a daughter.
I miss my Nettle Poodle.
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