Three years ago on September 3, 2009 and on a Thursday afternoon at 3:35 p.m. in room 615 and at Community Memorial Hospital in Ventura, California, my precious Jeannette died. Three years of grief at loosing the most amazing and wonderful daughter of mine.
She is not suffering anymore. No more surgeries, no more radiations, no more chemotherapy, no more medications and especially no more pain.
Heaven is where she resides. She is in glory and with our lord and savior, Jesus Christ.
My beloved Jeannette is waiting for me. I know one day I will see her again.
My life has never been the same. Some days are real bad as I dwell in my grief and other times I am a peace. Every single day I think of her and what could have been.
If I could change back the hands of time I would buy her one more mint chip ice-cream and we would sit outside Baskin Robbins enjoying each others company while eating good ice-cream. Before she died she told me that soon she would be well and that one thing for sure was that she wanted her and I to go to Baskin Robbins. It happened to be in her hospital window view and right across the street from the hospital. Sad to say her wish never came true. Now, three years later, I do go to eat her favorite ice-cream and sit in my car listening to her favorite CD by Cher and cry all by myself. Missing my baby.
She is not suffering anymore. No more surgeries, no more radiations, no more chemotherapy, no more medications and especially no more pain.
Heaven is where she resides. She is in glory and with our lord and savior, Jesus Christ.
My beloved Jeannette is waiting for me. I know one day I will see her again.
My life has never been the same. Some days are real bad as I dwell in my grief and other times I am a peace. Every single day I think of her and what could have been.
If I could change back the hands of time I would buy her one more mint chip ice-cream and we would sit outside Baskin Robbins enjoying each others company while eating good ice-cream. Before she died she told me that soon she would be well and that one thing for sure was that she wanted her and I to go to Baskin Robbins. It happened to be in her hospital window view and right across the street from the hospital. Sad to say her wish never came true. Now, three years later, I do go to eat her favorite ice-cream and sit in my car listening to her favorite CD by Cher and cry all by myself. Missing my baby.
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