Intimacy begins when you first meet a person, you look into their eyes, touch them and begin to share the very superficial part of yourself with them. Sometimes you find an immediate accord and you open up a little more, sharing a little deeper, finding commonalities, and just glancing at their morals hoping that they will match and beyond excited when they do. Other times, the visceral part of you overrides all reason and you claim, “I will marry this person” within minutes of meeting. That’s how it was for Rob and I and we spent a lot of time not digging too much deeper, expecting that this “love at first sight” would last forever. We caught up along the way eventually, but it took Alzheimers to strip away the guards one by one, for Rob to allow me to peer into his soul. What I found there was a love for me, so fierce and bright, I was shocked by its intensity. All that bravado and posturing was merely a shield for fear that his precious heart may be crushed. He has allowed me to walk at his side caring for the vessel of his soul until goes to meet the God who made him and loves us both even more. That is the ultimate intimacy and I am grateful to have the opportunity to really know and love Rob more in this last chapter of his life than any of the others we shared. The end is so very close now and I know
I will miss him with all my heart.