Bobbie

My sister, Bobbie, took things slow.  Literally, she moved slowly in all matters, and I’d often find myself 20’ ahead of her wherever we went. Or perusing the dessert menu as she started in on her salad.  But her slowpoke tendencies weren’t simply due to not moving fast. 

Bobbie savored life.  She was mindful and present in every thing she did.  She took her time and enjoyed every bite of a meal, looked at the sky for pretty clouds as she walked along, or at the ground for a lucky penny someone might have dropped.  (Her daughters knew this trait and would encourage it by secretly tossing coins down ahead of her.  Did Bobbie know they were teasing? Or did she just enjoy the treasure hunt?  She’d end up with pockets full of change, either way).

Every step along her path there was something to be taken in, looked for, or appreciated.

Life was always a treasure hunt for Bobbie.  Like a magpie, she’d gather up sparkly objects like twinkle lights, holographic pieces, and her favorite- diamonds. Then  fill her nest with items that pleased her.

Little did she know, that the greatest treasure of all was herself.  She was such a fun companion, a person who would always listen, never judge.  A person with a sharp wit, always ready with a quick joke or a pun.  Someone who enjoyed sharing laughter and pure silliness, who never missed a touristy photo op to pose by. 

If there was a ten foot tall ice cream cone, a gaping jawed, giant shark, or a one eyed pirate statue in front of a building, Bobbie has a photo of herself with it.

Multiple photos, too.  No matter how the pictures turned out, deleting was not allowed.  She treasured every snap a camera grabbed, because each represented more to her than just a likeness.  Every photo held a history of what just passed. They were a keepsake of a moment of joy, or someone she loved.

Bobbie’s love of history was a gift to all of us.  She researched, gathered information, and as many photos as she could to build family stories and share her finds with all of her relatives. While  record keeping with an artful flair, she made genealogy books and recipe collections that brought the past into the present.   

Her silly side had  her playing with pictures and using her own photo magic to create entertaining scrapbooks and cards. She loved editing photos and making cards signed with love.  Those cards were sent for birthdays, congratulations, or sympathy, and to everyone she cared about.  There was sincerity and thoughtfulness in every envelope she addressed.  Because of all things, Bobbie was loyal.  If you were her friend or her family, you had her loyalty.  She shared in your joys and sorrows.

Bobbie genuinely cared deeply for the people in her world, and they could always feel it.  When she gave you a hug, or told you that she loved you, you felt it in your soul.  The word “heartfelt” suits her to a t. She was calm and gentle on the surface, but her feelings for family, and all of those that she cared for were fierce, and strong in her heart.