tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21900103.post2097568104314303114..comments2024-02-17T07:56:11.527+11:00Comments on Robyne Melia is Bobby La: April 9th, 1935 - August 12, 2008Bobby Lahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10370328648446816338noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21900103.post-78518046559224621942008-08-15T16:05:00.000+10:002008-08-15T16:05:00.000+10:00Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Robbie. Blessings with you at this...Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Robbie. Blessings with you at this time. Much love. love. love. love.<BR/><BR/>No words.<BR/><BR/>Just love.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21900103.post-16510482607985063812008-08-15T15:20:00.000+10:002008-08-15T15:20:00.000+10:00Our Beautiful Robyne,Words are not enough I know, ...Our Beautiful Robyne,<BR/><BR/>Words are not enough I know, but your words - though pained - are heartfelt and wise. I did not know Aunty Judy as you did but my memories are all fond. I remember markets, and jewellery, and sewing, and dolls, and dogs, and laughter, and so much love for her family it was beaming from her. I don't know why it was that we never spent more time with Aunty Judy. Especially in later years it seems we only caught up when there was a health emergency with one or other of our parents. Stupid isn't it. Nevertheless, I feel privileged to have spent what little time we did together, and through her to have an enduring connection with you - her ever-loving family.<BR/><BR/>Love always,<BR/>Cousin ChristopherAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21900103.post-51357848656727257802008-08-15T09:37:00.000+10:002008-08-15T09:37:00.000+10:00I cannot imagine. Much love to you and your family...I cannot imagine. Much love to you and your family. She sounds so wonderful. Planning the pot holders. Directing everyone to wear purple! xxooVictoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08537957489838390473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21900103.post-43874654319187395952008-08-15T09:18:00.000+10:002008-08-15T09:18:00.000+10:00She was always smiling, looking adoringly at her l...She was always smiling, looking adoringly at her little dogs and her beautiful daughter. She'd tell lovely stories about everyday things and a husband who she loved so dearly but who couldn't quite understand the need for just one more thread. She'd move slowly and carefully, always with the oxygen cylinder trailing behind, never seeming to bother her till you forgot it was there. The world is sometimes graced by beautiful spirits. I'm privileged to have met two around Robyne's table. Thank you, Robyne, for sharing her with us all. The world is a darker place without her light.Michhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13248048748637164932noreply@blogger.com