Vesna is a kind gentle woman whose motherly love has made it easier for me to survive. She lost her mate a few years ago. But she is happy. She is content. She got to live a life full of love and she got a life to live with her beloved. She got to feel whole, to be cherished by her male. Even so, she understands my pain and suffering. For she knows the pain of losing your other half. And that makes it so much easier for me to talk with her. To share how my heart aches.
Now only her daughter remains in her life, who is in another pack with her male. And Vesna says even though her daughter is away, she does not miss her so much for she has me. And she does love me like her own daughter. And that is what pushes her to worry so much about me. I smile and shake my head at her.
