My Dear Sweet Robert,
Yesterday I faced the day that would have been our eighth anniversary. And now today, I face a new day that is also significant as it represents exactly nine months ago since we lost your earthly presence among those of us who loved you so very much.
Nine months is three quarters of a year. Wow! It seems impossible that much time has gone by. I glance over at my Dad's recliner, which quickly became your favorite chair, after Dad passed away. I can close my eyes, for a moment, and I can almost "see" or at least visualize, what each of you looked like when you were sitting in it. It is a bittersweet memory, as it reminds me that I have lost both of my favorite men. You each made my life more complete and more blessed by being there for me.
I will have to be certain to thank God for allowing me the privilege of being not only George Beitel's daughter but also, to be the wife of Robert Ray Sr..
I am smiling, as I just remembered how I used to introduce myself to some of your friends. You would say,"This is Kim, my new wife." I recall jumping right in with the following line "And, I am going to be his last wife!" And I was.
Please Always Know That You Were Loved, And Will Never Be Forgotten.
Love,
Kim
Phil 4:13
Yesterday I faced the day that would have been our eighth anniversary. And now today, I face a new day that is also significant as it represents exactly nine months ago since we lost your earthly presence among those of us who loved you so very much.
Nine months is three quarters of a year. Wow! It seems impossible that much time has gone by. I glance over at my Dad's recliner, which quickly became your favorite chair, after Dad passed away. I can close my eyes, for a moment, and I can almost "see" or at least visualize, what each of you looked like when you were sitting in it. It is a bittersweet memory, as it reminds me that I have lost both of my favorite men. You each made my life more complete and more blessed by being there for me.
I will have to be certain to thank God for allowing me the privilege of being not only George Beitel's daughter but also, to be the wife of Robert Ray Sr..
I am smiling, as I just remembered how I used to introduce myself to some of your friends. You would say,"This is Kim, my new wife." I recall jumping right in with the following line "And, I am going to be his last wife!" And I was.
Please Always Know That You Were Loved, And Will Never Be Forgotten.
Love,
Kim
Phil 4:13