by Robin | Jun 2, 2016 | Art of Simple, Beauty, Empty Nest, Encouragement, Family, friendship, Home, Love Where You Live, Memoir, Mom stuff, Nostalgia, Parenting, Personal, Uncategorized
A week ago we sold the house my children will always remember as home, the one they will dream about when they are the age I am now, when sleep makes them think they are young again. We’ve packed and we’ve purged and we’ve cried – a lot –...
by Robin | May 5, 2016 | Do Something!, Family, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, On my soapbox, Parenting, Teens & Tweens, Uncategorized
An email shared with me today, from someone our family loves. I asked permission to post it here, hoping to share its heart-breaking message beyond his original recipients. Please read it as if your husband or father or brother or best friend wrote it;...
by Robin | Sep 14, 2015 | (in)courage, Empty Nest, Encouragement, Faith, Family, Life Philosophy, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, Parenting, Personal
Sometimes when you get what you hope and pray for, it’s not just hard, it hurts. I’m a mama to three — two brothers born before their big sister turned five. Babies, then toddlers, are so active, aren’t they? Endless demands and never enough sleep, a constancy...
by Robin | Sep 1, 2015 | Empty Nest, Family, Favorite things, Memoir, Mom stuff, Mothers and daughters, Parenting, Personal, Uncategorized
It was likely birthed as a gentle correction to my inconsiderate transgression: I had dared to turn down the corner of a page in one of her books. For one so young, she took good care of her special possessions, and there were no greater treasures than her books....
by Robin | Aug 17, 2015 | Aging, Empty Nest, Family, Health, Inspiring, Life Philosophy, Memoir, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal
i. I’ve been pulling this Band-aid off for so long, I’ve become accustomed to the sting. It still hurts but the pain is a dull one just below the surface. Until it isn’t. But then once it’s off, that means the healing has taken place and the...
by Robin | Jun 25, 2015 | Faith, Mom stuff, Personal, Uncategorized
I’ve often said Charleston, South Carolina is one of my favorite cities in the world, a place as colorful and complex as its history. My college roommate was born and still lives just across the Cooper River Bridge, and it was through her I first...