It’s been a year since Papapin came to my life. This are the first and last picture of him of this year. That show how big improvement of his health he had all this year.
After my Fantôme passed away, this little guy came so quickly after and I was so angry that I blamed Papapin for some time. I hated him, and during his surgery I remember thinking that will be a realief if he didn’t make it. For both of us considering my suffering and the gravity of his injuries.
And he make it. He wanted to live despite his horrible condition. And I had to take care of him. At firt with minimal contact as possible. He wanted to live and, in a certain way, he teach me the will to go forward despite all the pain.
And time passes. I grow to love him more and more each day passing. And he too love me so much in return. Even if I misse so much my Fantôme, I am so glad that Papapin came to my life at this instant.
He probably saved me as much as I saved him.
