Remembering Robbie Good day my lovelies. A few months ago — May 25 to be exact — I lost one of best friends: Robbie. My old friend Danny called, and I knew when his name popped up on my phone exactly what he was going to say.
I have the amazing ability to compartmentalize my grief and sadness. When I found out that Robbie had passed, I put my grief in a box in my head to deal with at a later time.
It’s like my head keeps the information away from my heart until I can cry or mourn on my own time. But the tricky thing about compartmentalized grief is that if you don’t deal with it soon, it seeps out at the worst times.
I met Robbie in 1993, and we bonded immediately. He had a friend, Deborah McElhanney, who was apparently obsessed with Cassie Nova.