Hard times awaited her. She needed this cat to help her get through them.
It had been my intention to tell part 1 of this story tonight, but the past couple of days have been exhausting; it is bedtime, and all I want to do is to lay my broken and weary body down and see if I can somehow get the sleep tonight that has eluded me for many nights running.
So I lack the energy to tell the story tonight. But I can't leave this blank another night; I must make some kind of post, and I do not want to put in another "Intermission." I want to feature Romeo and Diane in this post.
So I give you this preview. Tomorrow night, I will begin the story - a story so sad, so tragic, yet so courageous, so bold; a story of bitter trial and genuine triumph.
By comparison, my current trials are as nothing. You give me courage, dear friend Diane, and I thank you for it. I miss you, Romeo, as do all who knew you.