Wish I could go back in time to when Jeannette was my little girl. I miss those days of holding her, reading stories to her, playing with her and above all else loving my pretty little girl. Jeannette was my youngest of three children. Back in those days, my ex ruled our household like a dictator. He never looked happy knowing he had a beautiful wife and three wonderful children. The kids would all run and hide when my ex would arrive home from work. I recently talked about this to Diana, my oldest. She told me she still has issues about her childhood and all the post traumatic stress she developed after living with such an unloving father. To this day, he does not make any effort to contact his children or grandchildren. He is way too busy chasing the money. How stupid is that. Family is the number one thing in my life.
I miss my Nettle Poodle.
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