One More Loss...

I am aware that by admitting the following I may expose myself as even more neurotic than I already at times appear. Regardless, let it be known that since Naki's died I occassionally open his closet when I am alone and bury my face into his shirts and inhale for all I'm worth, just to try and connect with him. Today I was brought to tears when I discovered that I can barely barely make out that beautiful scent that is only his...(no jokes from his brothers, now!). You know what I mean. We all have our own unique identifying scent that is ours alone...no cologne or soap enhancements...just him. And today I sadly discovered that it's almost completely disappeared. I am DYING to just hug that big boy. Can't wait.