Letter to Gregg / Dale Aka Robbie Robertson (family friend )
Dear Greggie,
I don’t know if you remembered me, as you got older. The last time I saw you were when you were five, at your grandma’s house. Your parents were moving me from Los Angeles to Sacramento and we dropped you, Annie, and Tiffany off along the way. The three of you were so cute! Even at three, it was easy to tell that you were definitely your dad’s son. There was never a more proud father of his son. You were lucky to have such great parents.
Your parents were my best friends during the best years of my life. Your dad was my first real friend in life. We were stationed together in the Air Force for several years. We shared a few dorm rooms, trailers, and houses together. The last house we shared was where you were created. I found out about you from a psychic lady that lived across the street. She happened to look at your mom and asked when was her baby due. She went on to say that you were a boy… good thing, huh?
I have a special bond with each of your parents individually that will never end. I wish I knew you as an adult because knowing your parents so well, back then; I imagined that you would be an incredibly kind, loyal, honest, intelligent, tough, sensitive, open minded, and handsome young man. The best of each of your parents! I looked through the wonderful array of photos your mom put together for your memorial website. I read all the wonderful and touching words that your family and friends had to say. I believe that you turned out just as I imagined.
There was a time when your parent’s love for you was as deep and infinite as their pain, anger, and suffering was over the loss of your life. At moments, there were times (and still are) when this infinite pain seemed as if it would never end. Over time, their infinite love for you began to out weigh the pain, anger, and suffering. This love will begin to fill the hole, void, emptiness… that each felt upon your death. It is incredibly awesome that your mother still feels your presence. She really needs that from you to heal. I felt my own mother’s presence for five years after her passing. Your Uncle Mike helped me through to another dimension, which healed my relationship with my mother; for which I am forever grateful.
Your presence has touch so many lives in so many different ways… So Greggie, whatever space or dimension you are in, I’m sure you know that you are loved and will never be forgotten.
I believe there are other people who would like to write to you; to express their thoughts and love for you. They may need to feel okay to do this. So, just give each of these people a little sign that you would love to hear from them.
Love,
Robbie
PS: tell Annie and Tiffany that I hold them special in my heart as well.
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