Two Cents

Grabbed a Snickers bar last night after my work dinner. Always remember you would always surprise me as a kid, then as a young adult and then as an adult. You would always stop by and then magically pull one out of your pocketbook. It brought me back to a time when we were all kids living at 988. You didn't have much in the way of money, so we would literally look under the cushions for whatever change you could find and I could walk up to the Sev. The good old days when kids could run all over and not have to worry. It didn't matter how hot or cold it was, I would make the trek up to the top of Taylor. Probably with one of the neighborhood kids. It was like the best thing in the world. That's just how you are...always giving with whatever you could give. It means a lot to me as I am older and know that you did the best you could. I know you would've given us so much more if you had the means. Part of me is thankful that you didn't because I may have been as big as a house eating all that candy. Things haven't been easy for us Mom. They've been downright terrible the last few months. I am thankful I have a place to write and think and look at pictures of better times. I know you are all around us. I see little things here and there.....and I think about you pulling up in front of my apartment on Umbria....getting out....shuffling across the street and hitting my door bell. The pain of the thought of that never happening again is so hard. I know that you just wanted your kids, your close friends and family to be with you and care about you the way you care about them. This all has just been such a whirlwind. I hope wherever your mind is today that you are happy and smiling. It's hard to imagine you never smiling at me again. Just really hard. I miss you. We miss you. Everyone misses you. Love. Bobby


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