Cinder…so many words come to mind. I’ll try to be shorter than I was with Frankie. How do I describe you? Terrier! Adventurer. Social Butterfly, especially when “there could be treats” – you knew the house and where to go once you got there! My nurse – getting me through so much. Love. Singer with Frankie. Comforter.

You have said that you are well, but my hole is huge.

I used to sing this to you (a favorite John Denver song):

Perhaps love is like a resting place / A shelter from the storm / It exists to give you comfort / It is there to keep you warm / And in those times of trouble / when you are most alone / The memory of love will bring you home / Perhaps love is like a window / Perhaps an open door……

Miss you

Love