Death leaves a heartache no one can heal….

Love leaves a memory no one can steal.

I’m multi-tasking tonight. Getting a play list together for the barn dance tomorrow night, and as I was looking through my notes I came across some sweet memories of my late husband, Rob, that I’ve wanted to write about. Now seemed a good time to write about one.

Rob LOVED to make people laugh. I think his brain must have worked on it 24×7. The beauty of it is that he didn’t have to always be there to hear the laugh. This is a story of one time he had to wait to hear the results…. results he knew would come.

Our Sunday School does something called “Dinner for 8”. We have a large class and this is a way to get to know people better. We rotate homes with the couples or pairs (usually two single women that pair up to host in one or the other of their homes) of people involved. The host do the main course and then assign items for the other couples or pairs to bring.

The couples home that we are visiting this particular night, we are pretty close to. Rob’s first time to got to the men’s retreat with SECC, the husband road with him, and there was just a bond built.

We all had a lovely dinner and conversation. We are then saying goodbye at the door. Rob and I always have to use the restroom, because we live in the country which means we are usually a fair drive away. Rob seems to be in there awhile, but we are all chatting and it doesn’t seem too unreasonable of time. We left and I was none the wiser, until the next time we see this couple. I then learn why it took Rob so long… the powder bathroom is FULL of teddy bears. I mean FULL, if memory serves it was 21. Rob covered all of their eyes with little pieces of toilet paper!!! Because…. he couldn’t “go” with all those “watching” eyes. Of course it tickled her to no end! We laughed about it more than once. Rob was thrilled that she got such a kick out of it.

Ecc 3:4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance

Rob delivered many “times to laugh” and I believe if was one of his gifts from the Lord. I sure do miss it, and love when someone has that kind of humor and reminds me of my sweet Rob. This is the perfect verse for us as a couple because I love to dance and to help others learn and enjoy dancing; Rob certainly made thousands of people laugh (watch for another blog about photo bombs and other giggling moments.)

Father, may we be as willing as Rob to use our gifts to impact the lives of other people. May the use of these gifts always point people to you. We all have much to mourn and weep about in life, may we always remember to laugh and dance. Amen – the dancing lady who misses the one who made her laugh

Author: Tammie Myers Sharp

I am a 56 yr old widow, who previously had been divorced twice. I have two adult children from my first marriage and 4 step children. People think I'm strong but it's just that I have deep faith roots. God is my Potter molding and shaping me, and refining me through the fiery kiln of life. God has made me beautiful and the strength people see is from Him. With each difficulty in life I remember: Jeremiah 29:11 "I know the plans I have for you says the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you." View all posts by Tammie Myers Sharp