10 Years

10 years doesn't mean we forget, 10 years doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt, 10 years doesn't mean there still aren't tears.

10 Years does mean I smile more often and laugh at the memories we have of your spunky little personality, 10 years does mean that it is 1 year closer to the time that we will all be reunited again, our whole family.

I know you know this but we are OK your family is strong, your sister is up for homecoming queen next year at Purdue (amazing right? she is a beautiful girl), your brother has his own business cards for the summer (I know you are not surprised) your parents spoil my little one and I am so proud to have them as my family. Your mom still brings the largest and best spread EVER to family get togethers.  

I know you laugh at these family get togethers because they seem to get more entertaining as stories from high school  and now college start to surface.

Sweet Robbie ... RB ... your memory lives on and you are in my thoughts on a daily basis. I love you buddy and cannot wait to see your smiling face again!!  I love you I love you I love you a million times I love you!