

Dear Lola,
xxxxxxxxxxI truly miss you and long to see you again. Daily I have grown to have more confidence in my own beliefs, inspired by people like you, regardless of how far fetched and unpopular they may be. For many years your devotion helped me to keep believing, and look now what all your years of loving work did to help make this magic finally happen...
I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again, but if I don’t I still have you in my heart and that is a place you’ll be for the rest of my life.
When I walk amongst my fellow humans and speak to them, I feel obliged to conform to their rigid way of thinking and even believing.
but daily I continue to nurture the beautiful feelings I experience when I see all the animals I encounter and I want to have more of their world and less of mine.
I see you in their eyes and I know wherever you are you are happy knowing that you helped bring them into this world.
These are your children also and I know that you are watching over them every moment of their precious lives.
Lima watching over her playful children on the hill across the way.
Palemale hunting for mice for his family.
If I begin to write about him I'll never go to sleep tonight.
Photographed in Central Park, Tuesday July 19, 2011.
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