This is the time we loved- Saturday mornings. The luxury of staying in bed, sipping coffee, reading together or to each other…. I can’t tell you the peace and fredom I feel. Bobbi blesses me even still, and always will. I find a sweet presence inside me that, I hope, carries through into my actions to all around me.

Now I begin a new chapter, and Bobbi is with me. I reach out to loved ones and Bobbi is with me. I listen to those around me and listen with a new understanding and compassion I was not capable of, because Bobbi is with me….and I know that when I am allowed to love again those people will get a bonus- two loves instead of the one I used to give. Because of this I can, once again, smile. I know I am loved, and always will be. Even if when troubles come I forget that I will still be loved. I am on my road, and a better road because of the love that is granted to me.

I will honor Bobbi by trying to live as she would live, love as she did and still does love, and rejoice at each new day and adventure unti that great day when I slip once more into the ocean of life and swim to that shore where my loved ones wait to welcome me. God Bless You. I’ll keep you posted.

Hello! It’s working, it’s working!

Last night I explained to “my” scouts why I resigned as scoutmaster. They were all great about it. What a relief. I guess I was feeling a little guilty about it, but “my boys” let me off the hook. Now we’ll see how the troop goess. I hope it stays strong, because we’re going to have eight or so cub scouts grow old enough to move up to the troop in about six months.

Last night I was talking to very close friends, Casey and Jill Cooper. While talking to Jill I realized it’s not the distance from Kim and the kids that keeps them away, it’s just this house. Jill said she couldn’t imagine how I could still live here. She said “I can’t imagine what that must be like.” Sure you can, says I, it’s just as aweful as you imagine….. and so today I’m looking at property that’s closer to Kim and the kids but still here in Cherokee. It’s actually down the street from Casey and Jill’s house, and Kim brings Ethan there about once a week… LOL- maybe if I stand on the roadside and look pathetic they’ll stop at my house too! Seriously, If I could have my loved ones around me and still stay here….well, that would be a blessing. I’ll keep you posted!

And so now begins a new chapter in Bobbi’s story. Next Wednesday, in the back yard of a small home in Asheville, NC, it will have been twenty five years since I married Bobbi. It was the back yard of my grandfather’s house. Having it there was the only way he could attend (he was 89). It really seems like yesterday. She was so beautiful, and we were so young. I’m glad we finally have a really interactive web page for Bobbi. What a great lady! What a beautiful spirit. I hope now, at long last, she realizes how much she meant and still means to us all! Bobbi, we love you!

Welcome to the new Bobbi Lynn Lambert blog. We’re going to tell Bobbi’s story, and maybe help some people at the same time. You should now be able to post comments as well as read my ramblings. I’d like to thank our friend Cody Long for doing all this work. He’s been working on this site for a year! Thank you Cody.

Next wednesday will be Bobbi’s and my 25th wedding anniversary! I miss you Bobbi.

Hugh