- Date Of Birth: February 16, 1958
- Date Of Death: June 21, 2012
- State: Colorado
Robin Leigh Benjamin went home to be with God on June 21, 2012. She was born February 16, 1958 in Tacoma, Washington. She is survived by her son, Christopher Bartow, stepson, John-Michael Martinuk, her parents, Donald and Shirley Benjamin; sister, Kelly Anne Seibert; brother-in-law, Russell H. Seibert; and three nephews, Jonathan, Brandon, and Bryan Seibert. Robin graduated from Douglas County High School, Castle Rock, Colorado in 1975 and Cum Laude from Colorado Women’s College with a 4.0 in 1979. She went on to be a well respected teacher and taught at Gateway High School, Mracek Middle School, Aurora Hills Middle School and Community College of Denver. She had her masters in education and graduated with another 4.0. She retired in January 2012. Teaching was her passion and she will be deeply missed by all who were lucky enough to know her.
In Memory
A thousand times we needed
you
A thousand times we cried
If love alone could have
saved you
You never would have died
A heart of gold stopped
beating
two twinkling eyes closed
to rest
God broke our hearts to prove
He only took the best
never a day goes by that you’re
not in my heart and my soul.
Love your sister,
Kelly
Our Hearts Are Broken Forever
Robin our hearts are broken forever,
People tell us that in time the pieces will eventually come back together,
If this is true, though hard to believe now, there will always be a space,
The piece to which has your name on its place.
Tears have been falling now for so long,
When we think of your beautiful face it all seems so wrong
You had so much to look forward to and so much left to do
But God needed somebody in heaven who is as special as you.
Nothing is the same now and we doubt it ever will be
You have been released from pain and suffering, you have been set free.
Your story has touched people, all ages, near and afar
On the night you were taken from us, in the sky was a lone twinkling star.
Was that you to tell us that you had reached home now?
And from life as we knew it, it was time for you to take your final bow.
We miss your voice, your infectious laugh and hearing you sing.
Fashion you loved and now you have new accessories a pair of Angel’s wings.
The world has lost a mother, daughter, sister, aunt, niece, cousin, teacher, and a true and amazing friend.
But maybe her goodness was needed to help and from heaven she needed to send.
Robin you are always around us, engulfing us with your love
Giving us strength, keeping us close and watching over us from above.
Love Dad, Mom, and Kelly
The Dusty Brown Tower
By: Jonathan Russell Seibert
Jesus stood with Robin at the lip of a cloud. They stared down at Paris, France. They could see the red double-decker buses rush along the long winding narrow streets. They could hear the sound of ambulance sirens, the voices of people on their phones, and conversations across linen white tables in fancy crowded restaurants.
Amongst all this stood the Eiffel Tower. Thousands of feet high the tower reached for Heaven made of millions of rivets and strong iron bars painted a dusty brown. This was the place Robin enjoyed the most. She loved how old the tower was, built decades before her birth. How at night the Eiffel Tower lit with white and blue lights that reminded her of romance and of hope and of life. She thought about how each iron bar and rivet was like a family and how if one piece was missing the tower would be unstable and fall apart.
The tower made Robin think of her family.
Now back on the cloud Jesus took Robin’s hand and rubbed her knuckles that had been worked hard for years. The calmest feeling washed over her, like warm blankets at night.
“I will watch over your family.” Jesus told Robin. And Robin smiled; she knew her family would be alright. “Now then,” Jesus continued. “What is it you’ve always wanted?”
Robin again stared down at Paris, France. She had always wanted to live amongst the red rushing double-decker buses, the people, the puff pastries, the narrow winding roads, and the dusty brown Eiffel Tower.
Then Robin felt the clouds move around her feet like waving blades of grass. She turned around and looked out over the soft white hills of the cloud. A glinting ray of sunshine gold caught her eye. Robin walked hand in hand with Jesus towards the soft light. They arrived at Golden Gates with silver doves weaved in the bars.
Jesus opened the gate.
“Go be at home.” Jesus said. “You deserve to have what you’ve always wanted.”
Robin walked through the Golden Gate. The smell of fresh hot bread hit her face. French songs welled in her ears. Boys in paperboy caps ran along the side of roundabouts and played in ivory water fountains. Girls drew in chalk on the wide white sidewalks in rose pink skirts. Musicians played violins outside baker shops. She saw a red double-decker bus in the distance drive down a narrow winding street. Robin looked up and there amongst her Heaven stood The Dusty Brown Tower.
Until I see you again,
Jonathan Russell Seibert