What an incredible man you were my son. Oh I’m not forgetting for
a moment the difficulties and sadness of the last 20 months before you chose to leave us and that's something I promise we'll discuss when I join you, but that's a painful place that I've chosen not to dwell in..
Instead, I try to concentrate on all that you were - your bright smile, the enormous warmth and power of your hugs, your unending zest for life and always projecting the positive attitude that the glass was half full and never half empty, all the incredible memories of a happy life and all that you’ve
left behind for all of us, especially those two beautiful little boys who are growing like
weeds and no doubt carry your spirit in so many ways…
Anyone who knew you can’t help but smile and agree that you crammed
more life into your short 36 years than most do in a lifetime, so soar with
the angels and thank you for being my son…
I want to thank Susan Beazine, for sending me this
wonderful poem a few months ago. It certainly speaks to how I want to feel about my three angel children: Bobby and my
daughters Robin & Randee…Cherie Houston
HE IS GONE
~ by David Harkins
You can shed tears
that he is gone
Or you can smile
because he has lived
You can close your
eyes and pray that he will come back
Or you can open your
eyes and see all that he has left
Your heart can be
empty because you can’t see him
Or you can be full of
the love that you shared
You can turn your
back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy
for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember him
and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish
his memory and let it live on
You can cry and close
your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what he would want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on
smile, open your eyes, love and go on
We love & miss you Bobby...