When the Time is Right

 A card which arrived in the mail today.


Inside I read..

A LOVE LIKE HIS CAN NEVER BE FORGOTTEN

Dear Michael

Zion was an amazing dog- one for the ages to be sure - his loss was/is  BIG - his kindness, gentleness and acceptance of all - his sudden death.. caused a breach that his memory and the memory of all who met him here can soften.

I searched High and low and everywhere between for a card I thought worthy of Zion.    I am sad that I won't see him - (as) I look forward to a visit with you in April.

Blessings, Claire and Bob.

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Oh so timely.  Reminding me that my memories of Zion are not a fantasy.

The card came from Claire and Bob Thompson of Beverly MA.  Thank you my dears!   Bob's brother / Claire's brother-in-law is Ron who is the dear husband of Charlotte. 

Ron and Charlotte Thompson  are the first new friends I made when I moved to Sarasota in 2006. (Thank you Judy Beers!)

So many thanks to Claire and Bob.   Your timing was perfect!

jmp  Zion's Papa.




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