So sorry

I am sorry for your loss. I know it's impossible to know how you must feel, but we do understand a little and we care a lot. They say our life is like a book, with chapters of growing up, marriage, babies coming into our lives and then leaving, their weddings, their babies, and the passing of all our joys and cares and sorrows on to the next generation, all completing the circle of life. Even though the passage is inevitable, and means our lives have fulfilled what was meant to be, I have to admit I yearn for those days when we were the ones who the story was about. We were all so glad to have known Bob. He added so much life and spirit each time we saw him. I can still see you, as a young mother, arms filled with toddlers and all their belongings, asking Bob if he would put on Bobby's jacket. He answered yes he would, but he didn't know if it would fit him. I'd always thought he was so serious, but after awhile we caught on to his sense of humor. I hope he would be pleased to be remembered this way. For some reason, none of us here in the isolated Valley read of Bob's passing until the other day. I was looking for some completely different information on the internet, and came across the notice in the paper. We know that you have been through a lot. May you find peace and solace in knowing you have loved and supported Bob for so many years. God bless you. Love, Mary Ellen and all the rest of us ...