my bobby.

i have spent the better part of the last 10 days trying to deny the reality that my bobby is no longer with us.

a few years ago when i was going through a rough break-up, i moved in with mary and bobby. in the months they graciously shared their home with me, we became the very best of friends as they helped me to get back on my feet and put the pieces of my broken heart back together.

bobby and i used to spend hours sitting on the back porch with our cocktails and cigarettes (my mom is cringing right now i am certain at the thought of me having a brief stint with such a yucky habit. sorry mom) chatting and laughing. bobby would tell me over and over again what a catch i was and that my future was soooo bright.

once a week, my bobby would leave a five dollar bill and a note ("a coffee treat for you. love, your bobby") on the kitchen table for me. always made my day.

we became even closer after i found ryan. mare and bobby helped us plan our wedding, our honeymoon, and later, for oliver's arrival. mary and my bobby were as excited for us to become parents as we were ourselves. bobby loved oliver so much.

my bobby had a way about him - bright shining eyes (the most beautiful sky blue eyes), infectious smile, an incredible heart - a way of making people feel truly special.

he was an amazing man. kind, generous, funny, honest, loving, genuine. he gave the very best hugs.

to be a friend of bobby's was to feel incredibly loved. i feel so blessed to have been one of his best friends.
i will miss him always.

i know he is now watching over mary and me and everyone lucky enough to be loved by him. i will take all that i learned from him about healing broken hearts and do my very best to help my mary put the pieces back together.

(September 6, 2008)

nik

"wherever you are, it is your friends who make your world." - william james