I shared last year the details about when we adopted Romeo on this day in 2009 from Winnipeg Animal Services. I desperately wish Romeo was physically here to celebrate in his favourite fashion: eating fresh raspberries and hanging out in bed for as long as possible.
In Romeo’s memory today, I got a local bouquet of flowers from Charlie May Farm and made a donation to the Western College of Veterinary Medicine Les and Irene Dube Good Samaritan Fund.
I’ve been thinking about the wonder of ancestors. How they care for us, want the best for us, protect us, and communicate with us in so many ways. Our beloved animal kin who have passed are no exception. They are just as deeply our ancestors as great-great grandparents we never met, perhaps more. Whenever I receive a sign from Romeo, I smile and give thanks.
While being the 15th anniversary of adopting Romeo, today also marks 127 weeks (889 days) of grieving. I miss Romeo so deeply. Sometimes it’s white noise in the background and other times it’s blasting in my mind. No matter the decibel, it always remains. I miss him. I will always wish that we had more physical time together.
I’m going to cry thinking about and missing Romeo. And I’m going to smile thinking about when we brought Romeo home and how he claimed me right from the start.
Well, holy moly, me oh my
You're the apple of my eye
I've never loved one like you
Man, oh man, you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothing that I need
