So, I am officially going back to work on Thursday. I have missed those 100+ woman like crazy and a few of the guys
Today, I feel the need to share about my husband, Rob Rubinoff. We’ve been together for a little over five years. We have been married now for a little over two years. When Rob and I met, to say we were both down on our luck was a vast understatement. Neither one of us were even close to being where we wanted to be in life and neither of us “wanted” a relationship. I was a single mom with most of attention focused on raising my sweet little boy. Rob was struggling to try to get back in to the career world and our first few dates were to places like Sonic.
Over time things began to look better, but our relationship wasn’t much more than a weekly “date night” that consisted of cooking dinner that we had split the cost of the groceries and watching Cops. We learned how to laugh with each other. Rob started coming to Chance’s soccer games and baseball games and buying little projects that they could accomplish together. (Truth be told Chance lost interest in them and Rob would get his hands glued together.) We upped the ante and would have our one date night a week along with some “group” dates that included the three of us.
Over the first two years, Rob became my best friend. He began to excel in his career, he volunteered to help coach a soccer team, he started taking me to nice places on date night (although a good home made chicken salad and Cops was just find with me). We married and were living the dream: house, cars, pool, boats, vacations, etc. until 2 months ago.
Tragedy-illness- can change things. And, we are no exception. Since my first doctor appointment, my husband has become a man that trumps all others that I know. He has been a rock. He has made me feel beautiful and confident. He has brought me more flowers in 2 months than he had in the previous 5 years. He suggested that we pray together as a family, he has cooked and cleaned and helped with Chance’s homework and he went overboard hanging Christmas lights and never once said it was a waste of money. He has comforted me, cried with me, rubbed my back, done my dressing changes and supported my decisions even when he had ideas of his own. He reassured me that WE would get through this and because of that,
I have never felt alone. When I get mad, he is the voice of reason. When I get sad, he is the calming hand. When I am tired he carries my load. When a check needed to be written, he wrote it. When medication was needed, he got it. I am so grateful that I married my best friend. I have a partner in life that knows how to step up and be a husband.
For richer or poorer, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, knowing that Rob is by my side makes me the happiest woman in the world. I love you Rob. You make me want to be a better person. Thank you for marrying me and adopting Chance. I would be lost without you.