This painting reminds me of Jeannette before she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She was so beautiful. Big brown eyes, black thick hair and full lips. Jeannette dressed sharp and always wore her pearl earrings. My baby was charming, loving and compassionate in all that she did. It was easy for people to take a liking to her. Jeannette had a welcoming attitude her whole life. Even in her toughest times and in pain, she welcomed her friends to spend time at her home. Jeannette was amazing as a young mother of four children. Three boys and one girl. Her life was dedicated to them. They were her priority and she spent hours during her last months organizing their things so that after she left to Heaven that they would find things easily. Like birth certificates, school supplies, etc. She was in pain but managed to get it all done in time. I am proud of the mother she was.
One day in July of 2009, I had to leave her bedside due to my mother having open heart surgery in Visalia, California. I hated leaving her but she understood and told me to give her grandmother a hug. Right after Jeannette died, my mother died too. She died three months after Jeannette. It was so painful for me to lose my daughter and then my mother.
Five years have come and gone. Time has helped me with the grieving process however, I will say this, there are times that I just break down and cry over and over. But, I get over the crying and go on taking care of the rest of my family. My son, daughter, father and grandchildren. I love them with all my heart. I try not to dwell on the fact that my ex has no communication with them and only lives less than five miles away. He is getting old and almost in his 70s and I know one day he will regret all the hurt and pain he has caused my family. That day might be his last.
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