Time is supposed to heal all wounds. Not mine. I am here today just like I was four years ago in profound grief over the loss of my beloved Jeannette. Words can't begin to explain the way I am feeling today knowing that just four years ago on this day she was transferred to the hospice room. Room 615. I knew the end was near when they put her there. My baby died in that room. I was there when her heart stopped beating. She died at 3:35 p.m. on Sept. 3, 2009. Such a painful moment in time.
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