Rob’s room has remained the same since he died. His shirts still hang in his closet, along with his ties and cool belts, and his dresser drawers are still filled with the rest of his clothes. Sometimes I still don’t know how to live without him or who I am without him, however; I do know that I’m a survivor.
Last night I was able to pass on some of Rob’s clothes to a special young man… Sean.
Thank you for being truly excited to have some of Rob’s stuff. Thank you MORE for it meaning so much more to you than just new clothes.