I love your white hair because it is a reflection of more than 12 years sharing laughs, hugs and games. It reminds me that your life will be shorter than mine but equally intense, shorter but with infinite, unconditional love to give, without expecting anything in return.
Each day you teach me to be grateful for what I have. For you, there is no difference between sleeping on a simple bed or on a bed of gold, because your bed is "your place" to rest and dream. It doesn't matter whether your plate is made of porcelain or simple plastic, because what matters most is the hand that pets you and feeds you. For you, what matters most is my company, no matter if I am wearing makeup or still in my pajamas.
Together, we've traveled to different places and have moved to different houses, but for you, home is where the heart is, no matter if it is a mansion, a small house or a corner. We have shared happy and sad times. You learned to live without your partner "Camila", since she crossed the rainbow bridge, and even knowing that she had left, you looked for her and you felt she was there, somewhere.
I love your white hair because it makes your face look prettier and your eyes, brighter. You don't run or jump as high as you used to anymore and there are days when it is hard for you to walk long distances.
Even as tired and serene as you are now, you jump and run when I come back home, you roll and get excited like a puppy and I know that deep inside, you still are.
I love your white hair because it is the reflection of a life full of love towards me and life.
I Love You Winnie,
Rosa
