Robbie at 28
I would like to think that had he survived, he would have followed through on his plans to complete college and train to become a residential life specialist at a hospital.
He had hoped to transfer to Hood College so our plans of eventually relocating to Maryland would still have happened.
On this, his 28th birthday, I am given to pause and reflect on all the things that might have been. I measure those dreams against the many wonderful accomplishments of his friends, many of whom are now successful adults, forging lives for themselves.
I like to think that he would approve of the many decisions his closest friends have made and no doubt they, too, wonder what he would have thought. I remain touched at those who continue to post on his Facebook wall or those who have left evidence of visiting his grave.
Deb and I continue to grieve and heal. The void he has left will never close up and the what might have beens will continue to alternately comfort and haunt us.
I would very much like to have known him as an adult.