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Little Robert
That Bright Shining Smile, Beautiful Big Brown Eyes and long thick
eyelashes - that was Little Robert to me.
Some of my fondest memories of Little Robert were taking him to my
high school football games in his little black leather jacket and every
girl that saw him fell head over heals for him. He was my little pride and
joy. Back when Little Robert was 10, (I cared for him for a few months
while you were in the hospital) and I remember him really soaking up all the
motherly attention I was giving to him, if you recall, when he went back
home to stay with you, you told me I had spoiled him. Now more than ever I am so
glad I had the opportunity to spend those precious months with him,
babying him, caring for him and loving him as if he was my own. He missed you
so much though and one night he knocked on my bedroom door and came in with
these big crocodile tears welling up in his eyes and he asked me could he
sleep in the room with me. Of course, I agreed, because I know he was just
missing and worrying about you in the hospital and I scooted over in my bed but
he said, "I'll just sleep on the floor next to your bed" because his daddy
had taught him to be a man and only a little boy would sleep in the same bed
with his aunt. I remember dropping him off and picking him up from school
and we had our little routine when we got home. He would do his homework
while I would make him a snack of his choice, oodles of noodles everyday, and
then I would tell him to go in to the library (at mom & dad's house) to practice
his saxophone for 15 minutes. At the time he was awful and I can just
hear that 'bump-ba-ba' in my head right now. Of course, I told him he was
doing great and that he should save the rest of his lesson for Nana & Papa when
they got home from work.
You told me to make sure I gave him some stuff to do around the house and to
not let him get lazy. So, his job was to get the mail and keep his room clean.
So, then when we would pull up from school, he would make me stop the
car at the end of the driveway and let him out so he could get the mail but
it was so cold outside that shortly after doing that once or twice he started
making me stop and wait for him to get the mail so that I could drive him up
the driveway instead of him having to walk. Him and I would just laugh
because we both knew if you found out we would both be in trouble.
I just loved him to pieces and it broke my heart when it was time for him to
go back home to his dad but you had done such a good job with him up unto
that point and he was really becoming such a beautiful person that I just
prayed on it and I knew he would be okay.
More than a decade has passed and I still love him to pieces and it breaks my
heart to know that it was time for him to go home, this time for good - to
our Lord, our Savior. As I knew he would be, he had become a beautiful
person in life, so again, I will pray on it and know that he will continue
to be okay.
Now we all can say he was our little pride and joy, he was our Little Robert!!!!
Steve - take care, be strong and let me know if you need anything.
Luv, Mona
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