Dear Kona,

I truly thought you’d be with us forever.

I know that sounds odd coming from a clear-eyed, level-headed, down-to-earth human like me, but when we welcomed you into our home as an energetic adolescent, it felt as if we’d have all the playtime in the world. You would never end. We would never end. Our bond would never end.

I picked up your ashes this morning. You’re safely home with us again. And I’m writing to tell you that my crazy idea of being together forever isn’t so crazy after all: I worked it out so our ashes will someday be together. This time, forever.

This comforts my heart, and brings me peace.

But I so miss you right now.

Love always,

Rich