Memories

It's funny how the smallest things can spur a memory of Rob. I thought it would be a good idea to get out today and go to a movie with Annalee. The Help was playing here in town and having read the book I really wanted to see the movie. But, the second we walked into the mall the song "The Way You Make Me Feel" started playing. It instantly made me remember Rob and his Billie Jean/Michael Jackson dance. Here he is at our wedding breaking it down...

I'm not even kidding, he could dance JUST like Michael Jackson--moonwalk and all. It was crazy. Just something you wouldn't expect from a guy like Rob. Turns out getting out wasn't the best idea. I just can't quit thinking about him and how much I miss him.  Tomorrow marks three weeks since he's been gone. It just sucks. I keep hoping that my phone will ring and it will be him, or that he'll send me a funny text message. My mind knows he won't, but my heart almost refuses to accept it.

Then, after the movie I went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few groceries. Right there, big as Dallas, was a huge display of 100 pack Pop Ices on special. He would eat those things 5 at a time and taught Emma to do the same...

People keep telling me that "it will get better," and that it will be "okay." No it won't. Rob being gone is never going to be okay with me, and frankly I feel like every day he's gone is getting worse. Yes, we'll deal with his absence, but that in no way means it will be okay.