Don’t forget us

Of course I have nothing to post about.  We have no more chemo triumphs or bubble parties.  Just wanted to touch base with the tripawd world because it would break my heart for my baby girl to be forgotten.  The other night as I was leaving the office and Brendol’s picture was on my screens desktop, I could physically remember holding her.  The bulk of her in my arms.  When she was younger, she was a very muscular girl, so she always had a specific feel.  I miss that.

This is the picture that is on my desktop right now… my pretty, happy girl.