On this Tuesday night here in Fresno, California I can't help but cry over loosing my Jeannette. I sit here in front of this computer looking at her picture and I cry. I cry because it is a true tragedy that she was taken from all of us. She was not only a daughter but my very best friend and I miss her terribly. I find myself thinking about all the fun and laughter we shared. She has left an indelible mark on my life. She lives on in our memories.
Lately, I have been doing stream of conscious writing to clear my head. It's been working so far. It's the only way to keep my head from exploding.
Her birthday is coming up next week on November 5, 2012, She would have been 41 years of age. How sad is that. She never got a chance to be middle aged and see her children grow up. I wish I could close my eyes tonight and wake up to all this being a bad dream.
I miss My Nettle Poodle.
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