More than 70 days have passed since Lorenzo’s last breath but not an hour goes by that I don’t think of him. I miss him so much, I think about him all the time. Constantly.
In no time at all, Lorenzo went from being my dog to being my best friend. He eventually took on the role of being my nurse and after spending practically all of our time together for more than twelve years, our bond grew so strong that we were inseparable.
I’ve written about Lorenzo many times — he made us into a family and made wherever we were into a home. He made everything worth it. We got Cachita and Javier for him — they’re our family pets, but Lorenzo was always much more than that, he was very special. My wife Michelle and I used to say that we have two dogs, plus our son Lorenzo.
There will never be another Lorenzo and I will never be the same without him. Lorenzo was everything to me. He was more than my buddy, he was me, and I am him… Lorenzo and I were incredibly alike in so many ways that I grew to comprehend that though we were two separate beings, we were somehow sharing the same soul. Looking back, it’s clear that he understood this way before I did and I’m glad that I was able to learn all of his lessons in time. He picked me, without hesitation, and all he ever wanted was to be by my side. We were meant to be together and now it feels so wrong to be apart.
Lorenzo is undoubtedly missing me a lot, but I’m missing him even more. Hopefully we’ll be together again, very soon. But in the meantime, please rest in peace, my beloved Lorenzo…