We knew Aster loved Bob Marley.
She says, "I want Bob Marley" (and "I like fish") at least 39584 times a day.
Every single time she gets in the car her Bob Marley music request is heard.
She asks to look at his picture on the computer.
She says she wants hair like Bob Marley.
She sings versus to his songs constantly.
stand up stand up, stand up for your righ
I sho the sheeeri
She told us that her bad dreams would stop if she had a picture of Bob Marley in her room. He would help her.
Yesterday she found out that he was no longer living.
We didn't expect for her reaction to be, well, just SO sad.
We were all heart broken for her. She said she just wanted to go home and cry. She silent cried during the hour drive home.
She had her first crush. On Bob Marley. Now he's dead. My poor girl. Why can't even that just be easy.
Aster still wants the poster in her room.
She says she still wants to kiss his picture. He's still her boyfriend.
I hope she's right. I hope he takes away those dreams.