The 12th day of November. A day of great sadness, a day of great happiness. One defined life, both changed life. One would not have happened without the other....
November 12th, 2000...13 years ago, my wonderful mom passed away. I still miss her like mad and wish she was here like crazy. Many days I still can't believe she is gone...and has been gone a very long time now.
November 12th, 2002....11 years ago, a little Pug was born....a little Pug to be named Chloe. I still doubt that if my mom had not died, I would not have pressed so hard to get a Pug? I would not have been so lonely and wanted something so bad? But she did pass and I did get that first little Pug, so November 12th....our happy/sad day!
Miss you mom....Happy 11th Birthday Miss Chloe!