February 14th.
A day that kicks many of us in the pants. I have always had anxiety as it feels like the wife has unrealistic expectations on this day. I'm sure many of you have felt this way - please read the following with an open heart.
Forever in my family, February 14th is the day Robert (Robbie) Stephen Detwiler passed. My little cousin. The Robert my little brother got to keep when his twin Robert died at two weeks old. Yep, my little brother Ross lost his twin brother at birth only to have a cousin with the same name grow up with him as his best friend in the same neighborhood.
Unfortunately, Robbie was diagnosed with cancer in the late summer of 2016 and was gone by the following Valentine's day. That's sad enough on its own, but add the fact that he was married the year before and his first and only child was due to be born in May of 2017 and.... well, that's just not fair.
I love God. I think He made a mistake.
Robbie should still be here. Putting that aside for the sake of this situation, Robbie is gone and his incredible wife, Laura, is here watching over their son, Landyn, with all of her heart.
Not now, but as a heads up, I'm going to beg, plead, manipulate, cajole, and anything else that is acceptable within the Fort to contribute to the raising of funds for landyn.
Yes, I am fully aware of stories that are even worse, but the bottom line is that my little cousin (the only family member that could ever rival me in Michigan football score recollection) is gone and we need your help... EVERYONE'S help to help Landyn.
Robbie attended UD, but our grandparents and great grandparents were Michigan alums... as was I. And now I sit here pleading y'all to help Landyn. There is a fundraiser and golf outing in August that I will use to try to extract all of your cash for Landyn, but I wanted to share this situation with y'all as I sit here a bit emotional on my father's day and 40th birthday weekend. Still in shock... miss ya cuz!!!!!
Best Regards and GO BLUE!!!
Kyle
A day that kicks many of us in the pants. I have always had anxiety as it feels like the wife has unrealistic expectations on this day. I'm sure many of you have felt this way - please read the following with an open heart.
Forever in my family, February 14th is the day Robert (Robbie) Stephen Detwiler passed. My little cousin. The Robert my little brother got to keep when his twin Robert died at two weeks old. Yep, my little brother Ross lost his twin brother at birth only to have a cousin with the same name grow up with him as his best friend in the same neighborhood.
Unfortunately, Robbie was diagnosed with cancer in the late summer of 2016 and was gone by the following Valentine's day. That's sad enough on its own, but add the fact that he was married the year before and his first and only child was due to be born in May of 2017 and.... well, that's just not fair.
I love God. I think He made a mistake.
Robbie should still be here. Putting that aside for the sake of this situation, Robbie is gone and his incredible wife, Laura, is here watching over their son, Landyn, with all of her heart.
Not now, but as a heads up, I'm going to beg, plead, manipulate, cajole, and anything else that is acceptable within the Fort to contribute to the raising of funds for landyn.
Yes, I am fully aware of stories that are even worse, but the bottom line is that my little cousin (the only family member that could ever rival me in Michigan football score recollection) is gone and we need your help... EVERYONE'S help to help Landyn.
Robbie attended UD, but our grandparents and great grandparents were Michigan alums... as was I. And now I sit here pleading y'all to help Landyn. There is a fundraiser and golf outing in August that I will use to try to extract all of your cash for Landyn, but I wanted to share this situation with y'all as I sit here a bit emotional on my father's day and 40th birthday weekend. Still in shock... miss ya cuz!!!!!
Best Regards and GO BLUE!!!
Kyle
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