15/01/2026
Today, the 15th of January, marks three years since Robin left this world, yet he lingers in my mind like a gentle echo. With every new experience, every adventure—especially my journey to Indonesia—I long to share it all with him. Sometimes, I sense his presence, quiet and attentive, as if he is listening to my heart. Many people know that feeling, the invisible closeness of someone you love. The signs arrive unexpectedly: a white feather floating past, or the orchid blooming beside his photo. These are not signs you see, but ones you feel deep in your soul.
I am profoundly grateful for the 22 years we shared, years that shaped the very core of who I am today. Though our personalities were different, we were bound by a rare spiritual connection. Robin was gentle, kind, compassionate, and wise, his calm rarely shaken—except, of course, when he was behind the wheel.
He truly loved to drive, and he was remarkably skilled at it. Watching him behind the wheel, making wry comments about other drivers, always made me smile, as his Ta**us ascendant energy would shine through. His sun sign was Scorpio, the perfect counterpart to my Ta**us sun and Scorpio rising. We were opposites, yet somehow perfectly in sync.
We cherished each other's company, spending nearly every hour together: working side by side in our office, sharing coffee and tea breaks, or setting off on spontaneous lunch adventures.
My memories with Robin keep me grounded. Through him, I discovered who I am, and for that, I will always carry gratitude in my heart.
Part of me went with you, wherever you may roam.💓💓💓