PROUD OF HER

Everytime I see this picture of her I begin to cry.  Tears of grief, tears of how proud I was of her in the military and  HAPPY tears knowing that one day I will see her again.


Thinking of her today as I go about my day.  Driving down Blackstone or heading up the coast in Atascadero  or down south to Corcoran, wishing she was in the car with me laughing like she used to do. 


She is my beloved Nettle Poodle.  My baby girl.