Excerpt from a letter I wrote to mom in 2021, a year after Bobby was taken from us.

“I love you, mom and I really need you to help take the pain away. When I was little and my hands were cold, you would put them under your armpits to warm them up. You fixed my cold hands. Now that I think about it, it was kind of gross. Ha ha. Now I need you to fix my broken heart. Although I don’t think that is possible.”