Someone asked me a question the other day that kind of pissed me off and certainly offended me. She asked me when I was going to start “dating.” Dating? Good grief. The answer is a resounding NEVER. Why? I’ll tell you why. I spent the better part of my adult life chasing after men whose only flaw, as it would turn out, was that they were NOT Roberto. My mother said you only ever have one true love in life. I firmly believe Roberto was that one true love. He certainly was my soul mate.
Over the past 30 years, Robert has always been there for me. He “got me” the way no one else ever has or ever will. He was my intellectual equal, we shared the same twisted sense of humor, we loved the same things. Most importantly, we traveled well together. (How many couples can truly say THAT?!)
Simply put, there isn’t a man out there who can hold a candle to Robert so why bother looking? I’ve known unconditional love, selfless love. And I have memories of that and those, my friends, those memories, are all I need. So sorry, guys out there, breathe a sigh of relief. You’ve been spared.