Rosanna, the Little Warrior, Sun and the Queen

Once upon a time there was a woman named Rosanna, with eyes as bright as the winter sky, and a heart capable of speaking with animals.
Her home was a small world of harmony, where every breath carried the scent of love.

Three special souls lived with her:

Achille, a little brown dog with eyes as deep as the night. His heart is delicate, but his energy is a flame that never goes out: he runs, plays, and loves with all his being, as if every day were a gift.

Sole, the red cat, wary of humans but sweet to those who respect her. Rosanna is one of the few people she has chosen: between them, no words are needed, only silences filled with trust and glances that tell a world.

Mia, the black cat, elegant and proud. They don't call her "the Queen," but she is in every step, in every profound gaze that always seems to know what's about to happen.
Mia watches over everything, discreet and present, like a gentle thought protecting the house.

Then a difficult day came: Rosanna had to leave for a delicate operation.
The house remained silent, but not empty.
Every corner continued to breathe her presence, every bowl, every blanket, every ray of sunshine that came through the window.

And so it was that I, Sem, arrived, with a light step and an open heart. I had the privilege of caring for them for a few days during her absence.
It wasn't just a task, it was a gift.

Achille taught me the silent strength of those who face life with joy, even when their heart is tired.
Sole showed me the trust earned, the kind that grows slowly, like a flower that opens only when it feels true warmth.
Mia taught me the grace of silence, the wisdom of those who know that presence, sometimes, is worth more than a thousand words.

And so, every day, I learned something from them.
I felt Rosanna's love in every gesture, as if her heart continued to beat in three different bodies.
I understood that the bond between them knows no distance: it is made of light, of breath, of trust.

When Rosanna returns, she will find her loved ones as she left them: faithful, serene, and full of love.

Because some bonds are unbreakable; they live on in anticipation, in memory, and in care.

Moral of the story

There are loves that don't need presence to exist.
Rosanna, Achille, Sole, and Mia taught me that true strength lies not in the absence of fragility, but in the ability to continue loving, always.
Because caring also means allowing yourself to change—
and love, when it is authentic, becomes a light that spreads from heart to heart.

October 6, 2025 - Happy Birthday Rosanna!

Dear Rosanna,
Today is a day that smells of new light.
A day to welcome with an open heart, because it marks the beginning of a journey of rebirth and trust in life.

I hope you feel the embrace of the love you have given, the gentle strength of those who love you, and the serenity that comes from those who recognize beauty in every little thing.

In Sole's purring,
in Mia's deep eyes,
and in little Achille's contagious enthusiasm,
a fragment of your light lives every day.

Happy birthday, Rosanna.
May it—despite everything—be a peaceful day, warm with affection and filled with love.

With sincere affection,
                                          Simonetta