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Sophie's Garden

Just a few weeks before Sophie died last year, I planted some flowers (gladiolas to be exact).  It was my first go at planting flowers and Sophie sat by my side while planting, so of course, I named it Sophie's garden.  Then sadly she passed away, but I had some beautiful blooms that summer to make me think of her.

Sadly, my Sophie girl has been gone for a year now.  It was a pretty rough day but I did better than expected...probably because I have two goofy bulldogs that cheer me up and I got to celebrate my favorite little buddy's 3rd birthday.  So, I had lots of happiness around me.  And, Sophie's garden started to grow! I was hoping for some blooms to pop that day, but just a few days later I had some:


I doubt if there will be as many blooms this year due to two big bruisers trampling the flowers and attempting to eat them.  I did not appreciate their rudeness, so after a stern talking to I think they got the point to stay out of Sophie's garden.

Its hard to believe its been a year without Sophie already, but its funny how the heart heals.  I have such fond memories of my first bulldog and wish she was still here, but I'm so grateful to be able to Sarge and Stella around now!


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  1. Hi! Love your blog. I don't see a way to contact you directly. My daughter has the same mutations that you have. I have some information to share with you regarding Kalydeco. Please contact me at tcfuller28@gmail.com and I will give you the details. Also, if you are on Facebook, we have a group--please join--it is called "DF508 and 621+1G>T." Hope you are well!

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  2. Hi Teresa - thanks for reading! I just found the group and you on FB and sent a request to join :) You can message me through FB if you wish! Hope all is well!

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