Today Is One Of Those Days. On The 29th Of December 2010 My Son Bobby Joe Miller Passed This Life And Crossed Over To The Other Side. He Was 29 Years Old The Day Of His Passing.
I Miss Bobby As Much Today As The Day I First Lost Him. I Have Never Portrayed Him As A Saint And I Never Will. He Had His Struggles In Life Like Many Of Us Do. In Spite Of His Shortcomings He Was A Good Decent Person Who Had A Heart Of Gold. His Ambition In Life Was To Make His Family Proud One Day. That Day Came And Stayed With Me When He Told Me He Would One Day Take The Reins Of The Robin Hood Foundation Of Danville And Continue The Mission In Helping Those Less Fortunate. Bobby Wasn't A Religious Man Yet I Shared With Him About The Scriptures In The Bible And What Our Responsibilities Were As Christians In Helping The Poor.
The Bible Instructs Us To Help The Poor In Deuteronomy 15:7-11, “There Will Always Be Poor Among-st Us. For The Lord Will Prosper You In Everything You Do For Them". This Verse Has Helped The Ministry Of Our Organization Primarily Because Of Strong Christianity.
Bobby Left Behind Four Beautiful Children. I Love Them All So Dearly. If This Was His Only Legacy He Left Behind For Us To Remember Him, Then Through The Eyes Of Those Precious Souls He Will Live On Forever In My Heart.
As His Father I Loved Him Unconditionally. He Had His Faults And Made Plenty Of Mistakes Along The Way. I However Saw The Good In Him And Always Hoped He Would One Day Walk The Straight And Narrow Path That Was Laid In Front Of Him.
I Have Photo's And Video's To Remember Him By. So Much Sand Has Passed Through The Hourglass. I Have Yet To Visit Him At The Cemetery With Any One Else. I Have Always Considered It My Sacred Moment With Him. Even Though It's Just His Flesh In The Ground, The Visit I Suppose Is For My Own Grievance. Because I Am A Believer I Have No Doubt He Is With My Lord And Savior. In Spite Of What Others May Feel I Trust My Lord And Know Within My Heart He Led Him Through The Gates Of Paradise For Everlasting Life.
I Often Speak To Bobby. I'm Not Sure If That Is Normal Or Not But Frankly I Don't Care. Everytime 713 Comes Onto My Clock And My Attention Is Drawn To It I Use That Entire Minute And Tell Him I Miss Him And Love Him And Wish He Was Still Around. The Significance Behind Those Numbers Was Because He Was Born On July 13th. His Childhood Address And Mine Was 713. I Remembered Each Time It Would Come Up On The Lottery I Would Bring His Attention To It. He Would Say Yep I Should Have Played Those Numbers. It's My Only Dream In Bowling. Not To Roll A Perfect Game But To Roll A 713 Series Of Three Games. That Equals About A 237 Game Times 3.
So Again As I Take Time To Reflect On The Life Of My Son I Will With A Smile. I Refuse To Remember Him In Death. I Will Remember Him For The Good He Had Done And The Memories He Left Behind. So Yes This Day Brings Some Sadness Because I Miss Him So Much. Yet On The Other Hand I Am Thankful For The 29 Years God Gave Him To Us And The Times We Shared. From The Day Of His Birth To The Date Of His Death. The Blessings Of The Moments Between Gave My A Lifetime And A Heart Full Of Great Memories. I Will Love You Until My Last Breath And Beyond.
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