Obituary for Robin S. Robertson

Saturday, June 25th, 2011 started out like every other day. Woke up, started breakfast for the kids, and began my daily rituals of dishes, laundry, and cleaning. I had no idea that this humdrum of a day would turn out to be one of the saddest days in my 31 years. Around 11am I received a call from an old friend, I could tell that she was crying, but didn't know why. The first thing I said was, "Why are you crying, what is wrong?" The next words she said felt like a knife stabbing me in the side, "Its Robin! He had a Heart Attack", then it feels like the knife is being twisted, "...he didn't make it." I am in shock, I can't cry, I can't speak, I CAN'T BREATHE! "Steph, are you there, are you ok, I am so sorry", I snap out of my trance and sit down on the floor, my head is woozy, I feel like I'm going to throwup, but I don't. Instead I begin sobbing. This was my friend, a true friend. A selfless man who put everyone else's needs before his and he was only 41. I loved him, as a friend, as a brother, as a person. I will never get the chance to say, "Goodbye", but I know for sure that he knew that I loved & cared about him and I know he felt the same about me. This is the only way that I can make it thru the days knowing that I can't pick up the phone and give him a call, get in my car and swing by for a visit, or post a quick 'thinking about you' message to his facebook wall. He was a wonderful person, the kind of person only really lucky people knew, and he will be missed something terrible by all that did! R.I.P. Robin Sutton Robertson