Hi Cindy. You may not remember me well, but I was your sister Becky's room-mate many years ago, and met you and Seashol's through her. I also attended your's and Bobby's wedding, which was beautiful. Anyways, Seashols and I are still friends these many years later and she told me about Bobby. I know it's not the same, but my mother died in February at the ripe ole age of 93 . . . I am so thankful to have had her for so many years, while at the same time experiencing a grief I have not here-to in my life known before. I miss her so much. But yet I know the next time I see her, it will be forever. What a reunion that will be! May God be with you, today, tomorrow, and in all the days to come, and comfort you and bring you unexpected moments of joy in the midst of your sorrow, until that day when you are eternally reunited with Bobby and with all who have passed before you . . . No more pain, no more death to navigate, but life in all its beauty and perfection as it was originally intended to be.