It's raining this morning here in Fresno, California. I already have had two cups of strong coffee to get me through the day. Every morning I take my 8 year old grandson to school. We have had such great conversations while in the car on the way. He is a smart, amazingly curious little boy. He is gentle and kind and loves me so much. That is such a great feeling. To have my children and grandchildren love me. I could not ever wake up and not hear from them. I could never go about my day acting like they don't exist and instead focusing on materialistic things in life. The father of my children is that way. He only lives five miles away from his daughter but has never been involved in her life. I told my daughter that if she were to win the big lottery that her father would find a way to get to her. His only mission in life has been money and whatever scam he has to invent to get it. Jeannette was nothing like him. She had a heart of gold. Such a loving and kind daughter that focused all her energy on her four children.
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