HEADING OUT TO HIS SCHOOL

Sometimes a person has to make the best out of a difficult situation.  My life has never been the same since 2008.  It was early May of that year that I received the phone call from Jeannette.  She was crying on the phone and telling me that she had been diagnosed with Breast Cancer.  She went on to say it was invasive breast cancer, the worst type to have.  "Malignant" is the worst word in the dictionary. 

It has been over four years now that my beloved Jeannette died.  Today, I am heading out the door to visit my grandson's school.  Life goes on and I try to cope as best as I can.  Having my family close by and in touch keeps me grounded.