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Unintentional lessons

by Robin | Aug 10, 2009 | (in)courage, Cancer is NOT okay!, Encouragement, Faith, Family, Memoir, Mothers and daughters, Personal

"I wanted you to see what real courage is….It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do."~ Atticus Finch, in Harper Lee's, "To Kill a...

The music, the mystery, the terror of night

by Robin | Aug 6, 2009 | Favorite things, Health, Humor, Personal

I stepped out my back door at 8:37 p.m. last night, swayed by last year's "shrinking" and unworn clothes in my closet, determined to counter age and metabolism and years of Chick-Fil-A nuggets and fries, to pursue health and fitness and that damnable,...

In tears

by Robin | Jul 25, 2009 | Personal

I just realized I lost over eight hours of work.I have been sitting at my computer since 6:30 this morning, writing individual giveaway posts for the Blog Hop. To me, it seemed the easiest way to keep track of winners. In Typepad, you can change the...

My life and the difference between teen boys and girls

by Robin | Jul 25, 2009 | Family, Favorite things, Kids, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal, Photos

As a mom to a 16 year old daughter, and 15 and 12 year old sons, life is fast and furious because they have things to do. A lot of them. Because it's summer, I was under some kind of misguided notion life would flow at a simpler, calmer pace, and we'd...

Just WHO do I think I am?

by Robin | Jul 23, 2009 | Compassion International, Personal

I'm thrilled you're taking part in Blog Hop '09, I hope you all meet wonderful new blog mates with whom you can tweet and comment to and one day meet In Real Life…but until then, let's get to know each other virtually better.Who is Robin at...

Childhood in a bottle

by Robin | Jul 23, 2009 | Favorite things, Nostalgia, Personal

Scent-memory can transport me to a time and place in history at the speed of inhale. The smell of July's heat on a pine needle blanket…to years of Summer camp. Mothballs…to my grandmother's cedar closet. Estee Lauder Youth Dew perfume…to high...