To the Editor:
Not a day goes by that I do not think of you, Nunu. I still miss you and sometimes my eyes swell up with tears. You will always be one of God’s loving creatures in my life. Though you were a male cat, I always referred to you as she. You always sensed when I needed to be comforted and stayed by my side when I was sick in bed. When my heart was broken you would lay on my chest with your face facing mine. I would stroke your back from head to tail. You would gently purr and our hearts began beating as one. You never over-comforted me though I would sometimes smother you, which would eventually annoy you.
It’s been over 37 years since I have caressed you. Only in dreams can I do so now. Only God has the power to give me back my loved ones who no longer walk this Earth.
MARK SINGER
Millville
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