I can't believe I let June 9 go without a post saying "happy birthday" to my Jolene. I hiked to where we scattered her ashes in a river with her little brother and her Dad.
I miss her. I miss who she could,would be.
She was here, she lived, she grew, she moved, she existed.
She was my baby.
Happy Birthday Jolene. Wish you lived.
***And, with this post, I think my this blog has come to an end... I will always love you baby.***
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8 years ago
I still check in on you often... Hoping you have written. I hope you are in a good place. Although the missing will never go away. June is a bad month for us both. Happy birthday Jolene. I wish you had lived.
ReplyDeleteAh just wound up here tonight.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and your Jolene. Wish she had lived too.