08/27/2026
We came into this world as three. Three tiny babies. Three heartbeats tied together before we ever knew what love was.
Robert was our brother, our other piece, the one who understood things no one else ever could. We grew up side by side, laughing at the same silly things, sharing birthdays, sharing memories, sharing a bond that felt like it had no beginning and no end.
Life carried us forward, the way it does.
We watched each other grow, fall in love, get married, and build families of our own. But no matter how old we got, there was always something sacred about being triplets.
Then cancer took Robert when he was only 43.
Part 2
Nothing prepares you for losing someone who was there from your very first breath.
There is a quiet empty place that never really closes. You learn to smile again. You learn to keep living. But part of your heart still turns toward him, as if he might walk back into the room and laugh with you one more time.
Today, we turn 80.
And even though Robert is not here to blow out candles beside us, he is still with us. He is in the stories we tell. In the memories we protect. In the love that has never faded.
We had him for too short a time, but we are grateful for every single year.
Happy 80th birthday to the three of us.
Robert, you are still our brother.
Still our bond.
Still part of our hearts forever.