Side by Side

When dinner was finished and dishes were done, we’d make school lunches side by side in the kitchen. I miss Rob always, but these moments of ordinary companionship carry a unique sorrow.

Now when I miss his voice, I turn on his last TV interview with 100 Huntley , and it brings him back to life. I hear his tenderness as he talks about the kids, his excitement as he discusses something he’s learned, his heart as he teases me about his writing projects. It’s different now: he talks and I make the sandwiches. But I’ll take what I can get. I’m just glad to feel him near.

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