February 13

Robin may look a lot like Billy, but she feels a lot like me. I wish we could lift it out of her and set her free, but I know all too well that we can’t. This is her journey and all we can do is walk with her on it. I have loved and lost my mom, my family loved and almost lost me, and the thought of loving and losing Robin is unbearable. Desperation only adds fuel to the fire, so that burden is mine to deal with. In the meantime, I hope that just being beside her is enough.