Yesterday was one of those days that brought me such sadness just thinking of my beautiful daughter. It all started as I was on my way to work and passing the elementary school. Witnessing mothers dropping off their children and kissing them goodbye as I waited for the stop light to turn green. I couldn't help but feel so sad that Jeannette can't do the same with her children. She loved driving them to school and picking them up too. One day during her last months on this earth she happened to be in a hurry because she had to be at the Chemo appointment and had to rush to drop off Conner and Shane at school. She dropped them off and sped past a yellow light and sure enough a police officer stopped her. She was nervous and tried to explain she was late for her doctor appointment. The police officer didn't give a hoot. He gave her a ticket. She called me later that day to tell me what happened. I told her she had more important things to do than to stress over that ticket. She put the ticket on the front of her fridge to keep tract of the date she had to appear in court. That ticket was never to be paid. She died before the court hearing. I remember talking to her during her last days and she told me that she couldn't wait to explain to the judge that she just passed a yellow light and not a red one. Again, I told her not to worry and I changed the subject. I wanted her to be stress free and most of all I wanted her to be free from pain. My wish never came true. I live everyday thinking about my baby. I miss her so much. She was everything to me.
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