Today is the third anniversary of our Admiral's passing. I know mom loves her still. Not even three years have made that love any less strong. When Admiral guided Mom to me at the Vet rescue, she knew we were made for one another and she took care to have mom know that by having her preserved paw print given to mom the very moment she met ME. It was her seal of approval. We two, mom and me, melded together instantly. It was love at first sight. Smoochies and air biscuits and real biscuits and purrs to match a chain saws when I was placed in mom's arms.
We are commemorating Admiral and mom's great love for her and a celebration of their bond. Mom misses her so much but I fill that deepest sorrow with love. That's the way it was meant to be.