My Dearest Nema…Your journey has been too short, and I may never know why. You came into my life by accident, found as a starving and emaciated stray on the road. You were barely alive, but you deserved a chance at life. I nursed you back to health over the months, and I was thankful for each day that you became stronger. When the time came, I placed you with a pediatric nurse who rescues Siamese, as she was to keep you for her own. I thought that your heaven had been found. When I got the email that you weren’t doing well, I said that you could come home to me, after you being away only a bit over a week. It didn’t make sense that you had fallen ill so quickly. I was so happy knowing that you’d be coming home. My mistake was even giving you away in the first place. When the call came that you had passed away, just 2 days before I could get you, I was crushed. My heart is so heavy with grief. I buried you today in your favorite blanket. As I search for meaning, while thinking about the unfairness dealt to us, I come up heartbroken. The story doesn’t add up. I will never know the truth about your death, but maybe I am being spared more grief. In the end, you came home to me. You were loved and I gave you all of my heart. Hold my kiss until we meet again, dear Nema.