I’m trying to get used to doing life by myself. I have isolated myself away for years and spent time with just my kids. Luke is gone and the kids are grown so it’s just me. I’ve been sitting in my bedroom for two months now.
I’ve started getting my nails done again. I haven’t done this in years. It’s kind of nice to relax by myself.
I’m sitting here scrolling through Facebook and I see a friend suggestion and it’s Robbie. Seeing his grown up bearded, smiling face makes me smile. He is good looking!! I see that 19 year old kid in this man’s face. I have missed him so much.
I message him to say hello and to ask him about himself. Is he married? Does he have kids? Where does he live now? I ask him if he knew that Luke died. I can’t believe it’s been 27 years.
He immediately gets back to me. He’s never been married, no kids, he lives up north. He heard about Luke and tells me he is sorry to hear that. He gives me his phone number and asks me to call him.
I call him when I get home and we talk until my house phone dies, hours later.