Who would have thought Bobby that we would part in just three and a half short years. Did we learn the lessons we were to learn from our short marriage? I know I have grown from your love. You were not afraid to go first when we argued and your gentile spirit when I called you a son-of-a-bitch when we fought was always received with understanding and love. I appreciate that more now than when you were alive. I did learn to argue cleanly and could admit sometimes even before you were about to approach me with your love that I was the childish one. You made me a better person and I thank you for that. I miss you so very much and wish you were still with me.
I feel lost without your strength but I hear you in my mind and that comforts me. We still had so much to do together or at least I thought we did. While you were ill you still planned to gain strength so that we could continue to share together our love for life. Our union was certainly blessed by our creator and full of surprise We sure had fun together, your sense of humor and stories were always entertaining. I miss you Bobby. I hate signing this as I am about to, but Bobby this reality sucks.
Your loving widow, Lorraine xoxoxoxoxo