One more day with Mon Mon.
Through the places he left warm.

Morning
You always found the warmest patch of light.

Afternoon
Close enough to watch everything.

A closer look
Turn him gently.
Evening · The doorway
Waiting nearby, just in case.

Night · The bed
The room settled when you did.

In motion
The way you moved through our days.
Short moments, with the sounds they carried.
Mon Mon,
You did not need big spaces. You made every place yours. This sunny spot, this table, this doorway, this bed. These places carry you still.
In 2014, our dear friends Julia and Oliver entrusted Mon Mon to our care. What began as fostering became a lifetime of love.
We miss you very much.
Always,
Your people
