On of my first pets was canary named Rolo. Rolo was a gift from a friend of my Dad who loved canaries as much as my Dad. I remember how much I loved that little fella. He loved to sing as all canaries do and I loved it when dad allowed him outside the cage and he would perch on my shoulder. Out of the various pets I had as a child Rolo was the one I had a strongest bond with. Rolo lived with us for 5 years until he passed away. To think about it Rolo was the first time I had questions about death. I remember that took us to the backyard back in Connecticut and we buried Rolo. To think about it we treated him better than most canaries get treated even when his little canary soul had left his orange/redish colored body.
As a child that was one of my first experiences with the cycle of life. It heped me understand other instances where family members passed away.
There is no easy way to accept death. Many years later just the thought of a family member or close friend being ill or losing their life makes my stomach sick.
I recently found out that my Dad is in the early stages of Prostate Cancer. After talking to many people on Google Plus and other friends, I feel a bit more relaxed. I have other family members battling cancer but I guess when it is your Dad it is a whole different story. I am a new father and the fact that my dad still has not seen his grandaughter also worries me. I want my daughter to have the privilege I had of being able to have both of my grandfathers alive until I was 28. But as in life, we only get to control some things and have to deal with adversity as it comes.
Don Tito’s Love for Canaries
My dad has always been in love with Canaries. For the last two years after decades of having canaries they finally started breeding so if you go to my father’s appartment in Connecticut there is a room full of my Dad’s daily therapy which is cleaning cages and feeding the canaries. My dad works 6 days a week sometimes seven and he really enjoys getting home to watch baseball and take care of his feathered children. I call him often and if he is in the process of his daily therapy I know I should call him at a later time.
Canary in the Window
An hour or two after I got the news about my Dad, I sat to eat lunch at the dining table and heard a pecking sound at the window. When I looked, I saw a small bird in between the window panes. I took a closer look and realized it was a Canary.
I have seen many birds in the tropics but there are not many canaries flying around freely. When I went to get my phone to take a picture I saw how the Canary flew away.
I am not a religious person but I try to be as Spiritual as possible. I have presenced many things that many of you might think I am crazy (but maybe I am). For some reason mother nature and a higher being always communicate with me to let me know things will be alright or it prepares me for the opposite.
The canary in the window allowed me to sit back and understand that the cycle of life is something we can’t go against.
My Dad enjoys canaries and I realized that I have to bring as much Joy to my Dad’s life as I can. As the father of one of the Papa Heroes gets ready to battle cancer I ask the Papa Heroes Alliance for your good vibes, wishes, and prayers.
This canary and all the beautiful messages you sent to me, helped me cleared my mind. Now I can focus and help my Dad battle cancer as many others have done with there Dad’s.
Thanks to all of you for your support!
red canary on top photo credit by Presleyjesus