My Best Friend

This is my very best friend in the whole world. We met when I was 15 years old through his neighbor and then best friend Brian Wise. He and I became quick friends and looking back, was my best friend then too.....( but I didn't see it). Any time I needed him for me he was there.

Fast forward a few years, 3 marriages later for me, and one divorce later for him. We lost touch for about 10 years and then found each other again on face book through a mutual friend (who happened to be his now ex- wife's best friend). We started talking again off and on and I was really happy to have him in my life again. April 31, 2009 would change my life forever. This was the day I moved out of my now ex- husband's house and into a place of my own. I moved back into Mishawaka to be closer to my mother. This proved to be a moot point, because the next day (on May 1st) my mother went into the hospital for what turned out to be the last time. My then room mate Cindy urged me to call Robb to be with us in the ER. I wasn't going to call him because it was his birthday. But, with much prodding from Cindy, I texted him to say mom was in the ER. I received an "I'll be right there" as a reply. After what seemed like minutes later, he was at my side for me to lean on. Come to find out, I was really going to need him. On May 5th at 9:30 a.m. I took my mother off life support and she passed away at 1:00 p.m.

For the next month, Robb was right there. He slept in a recliner in the corner of my bedroom for the next month to make sure I was ok. He only left to go to work and to get a change of clothes from his mom's house. Amazingly, he didn't miss a day of work through out the whole ordeal.

A couple of months after mom died, he told me that he has been in love with me for the last 23 years. This really blew me away! Never in my (now) 38 years has anyone ever told me this....I didn't know what to say! So, in Sept, after my divorce was finalized, we started dating. In November of 2009, he moved in with me and i have never been happier!

Sept of 2010, we flew to San Francisco so I could visit my family out there. I hadn't seen my brother in about 4 years and I missed him, my father, and the rest of my family very much! My father is also not in the best of health, so I wanted Robb to meet him as well. I didn't want my father to die not knowing that his little girl was finally happy! When we got there, Dad was still in the hospital from having his 2nd Carotid artery opened up. We were able to visit with Dad about 3 times before we had t go home. Before we left Dad's room after each visit, Dad did something that will stay burned in my memory for many years to come. He shook Robb's hand and said "Please take care of my little girl." He has never said that to anyone before and Dad also met David's bio-dad. I wanted to cry on the spot the first time he said that to Robb.

Robb also met my brother and other friends and family out there and they all like him. My brother and father both said that he seemed like he would take good care of me.

On January 11, 2011 Robb and I got married. We had been discussing getting married for a couple of months before, and hadn't come up with a date. We made sure my kids approved of Robb and I getting married. All of my friends loved him, so we just had to come up with a date. Some people accused us off copying off of some friends of ours that got married on 12-31-10....but that wasn't the case. As I stated before, we had thought about getting married before that, but hadn't made any concrete decisions yet. So, on New Year's Day, while we were driving up to Robb's mom's house I asked him "What about 1-11-11?" After thinking about it for a few minutes he said "Sure! Why not?"

Long store short, we got married on 1-11-11 because I like the sound of it as an anniversary date. My kids were there along with a few close friends and his family. A few of my friends voiced t me that they felt that we should have waited to get married. They were thinking that we were rushing in to things a little too quick. If it wasn't for the fact that I have known him for so long, and for the fact that he and I have been through so much already I might tend to agree with that fact. But, I am happier than I have been in a LONG time.... and when we told his mom we were getting married she said that Robb is happier than she has seen him in a long time too! So I ask you? Why NOT get married?

For the record, I just want to say that I am happier than I have been in a long time. For the first time ever I can honestly say I have married my best friend. He takes very good care of me and is giving me the much needed space I need to figure out who I am! What more can a girl ask for?