May 20, 2015
There’s something about a man who loves dogs that makes me want to embrace whatever he’s about. My favorite photos of Robin are on this page; and as the world relives the heartbreak of his loss, we can hold on to the gentleness that is seen through his spiritual being that lives on through the photos we cherish.
It’s difficult to write about what makes us love Robin and why I feel he’s the Bee Gee that leaves the deep chasm of grief that hurts in a different and powerful way. I hear it from fans daily, and it’s written on every fan page. Maybe the hurt is so deep because he was different from his brothers. He was truly an artistic soul, but he was also an enigma, an odd duck, quirky, vulnerable and seemingly fragile.
He frustrated the hell out of me, and there are still things about him that make me crazy. Why didn’t he seek medical treatment sooner when he was ill? Was it a stubborn determination to deny the inevitable? A paralyzing fear? Why did he wear a hairpiece when I wanted him just to be Robin. I longed to tell him that he didn’t need anything else to make him perfect. What insecurities drove him down unconventional paths? What caused the moodiness that was so much a part of him?
Because I have adored this man since I was a young girl, none of these questions need answers, but I do hold out the hope that one day I will be able to discuss them with him and walk in a field with his dogs and mine as we enjoy the beauty of heaven. In the meantime, the questions swirl around in my head and permeate my thoughts. Of course they are overshadowed by his brilliant talent and a voice given from God that was so unique and moving that every note, every song, every sound still takes my breath away.
I think of some of my favorite songs and smile at their beauty. I love many of his older works and still play them often. I adore “Magnet”. In fact, I love the whole damn album. “In and Out of Love”, “I Can’t See Nobody”, “Like a Fool”, “My Lover’s Prayer”, “I Will”, “Juliet”, “Saved by the Bell”, “World”, “Run to Me” and his version of “Somewhere” come to mind. “Kiss of Life” makes me laugh. “And the Sun Will Shine” makes me cry. “Don’t Cry Alone is special, not so much because it’s a part of what I feel is his greatest work, “Titanic Requiem”, but because it showcases the power and versatility of his voice. I think most moving of all is “Sydney”, where we hear what really was important to him and what remained deeply ingrained in his psyche.
Robin Gibb was a student of history, mythology, architecture, literature and poetry. He wasn’t a drinker, a smoker or a party hound. He lent a hand to millions through his charity work; and most of all, he sang his song, he chased his dreams, and he trusted his own heart. How grateful we all are that he did so.