Remembering Robert

Yesterday marked the third anniversary of my brother's passing.  My big brother Robert; just as if it were yesterday.  How well I remember his voice, the smell of his cologne, my hand in his whenever he guided me around.  When he passed on, I had already lost most of my vision but o how I remember his face. 

 

Robert and I looked alike but there were definitely so many other things to remember about him.  He was one of my biggest supporters.  He always used to say to me that being blind should not be a problem but only something to overcome.  He understood so many things about me.  He never held my blindness as a barrier for me and he was there to egg me on and encourage me to reach for the stars.

 

I know that Robert would have been proud of my efforts with regard to my present charter challenge and as I write this I could just hear him saying "Why not!"  Robert was daring, unafraid, fiercely loyal, and always there to lend a helping hand.  He used to let me play hide and seek with him and his friends and whenever we went swimming in the sea; he would unceasingly throw sand into my hair, or duck me under the water. 

 

Robert was four years my senior but yet he found time to play with Jeffrey and me when we were growing up.  As we matured, our relationship was one of mutual respect and support.  He always made time to visit me whenever he flew into Toronto; he was an airline pilot.  When he became ill, he never stopped supporting me.

 

His face is forever imprinted in my mind; I shall never forget him!  His photo lies well wrapped and undamaged in my memory bank.  I am no longer able to see photos of him but that's okay.

 

I'm Donna J. Jodhan your friendly accessibility advocate wishing you a terrific day.