March 4, 2021: Bobby Russ
There are many quotes out there about how life is like a book. We all go through different phases (chapters) and the pages are written as time flows forward. For most of us, our book is a work in progress. However, there comes a time where a person's story is no longer being written. It's those times that we reflect backwards into our own chapters and how that person intersected with ours.
I've often spoken of chapters in my own life. I was fortunate to be able to have quite a few good years with Renee Row. We laughed, cried, shared stories, and enjoyed doing new things together. While a part of me is sad that we will never be able to do anything new together physically, I also know that she is a part of me forever now. The future is not yet written on what all else I will do.
With this said, one of the things that I also enjoyed was sharing parts of my past with her. So, 7 years ago almost to the date, I took her to MOSI. MOSI has been a big part of my life and I wanted to share with her my love of science centers as well as a place that I worked.
MOSI isn't the same as it once was. They've shut down a lot of the exhibit area and there's talks of moving it completely to a different location as they continue to struggle with staying open. However, that's another post, another story.
I took Renee there and we had a bit of fun. She got pictures of both of us on a bed of nails. I did not remember this until I copied the pictures from her phone over to my computer. I remember us exploring, enjoying what they did have to offer. Us talking about science and some of the cool things they did have. I participated in a science show and also met up with some former coworkers. Overall, we had a great day. I remember her telling me how much she loved musuems. How much she wanted one day to go to the one in Chicago with me.
At least we both emerged from the experience with something we could say to everyone... yep, we laid on a bed of nails. Was it overly comfortable? Not really, but it wasn't horrible either. That's another thing that I can treasure from my memory with Renee. We were always comfortable in clothing, language, etc. It was a joy to do things with her and she had a wonder in her eyes for new things she hadn't experienced before.