by Robin | Jul 30, 2016 | Nostalgia, Personal, Uncategorized
Well. You live long enough and they make a national celebration in your honor! Why, it’s motivation for me to fire up the old blog again. What? National Dance Day isn’t about me? Even better – it’s for all of us! In honor of this momentous...
by Robin | Jun 5, 2016 | (in)courage, Faith, Family, Memoir, Mom stuff, Nostalgia, Personal, Uncategorized
I have cried more in the past three weeks than I have since . Emotions? Threadbare. Sleep? Fitful at best. And eating a real meal? Wishful thinking. Who needs a meat and three when you can have a Snickers and coffee? I wish I were kidding on that last one. It’s...
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 3, 2016 | (in)courage, Encouragement, Favorite things, Friends, friendship, Great quotes, Inspiring, Personal, Uncategorized, Writing
It was another one of those “When Harry Met Sally” moments. Not the one in the diner, but that one when Marie, Sally’s friend, quotes an article she read without realizing Jess, Harry’s friend, was its author. I had barely arrived at a...
by Robin | Apr 5, 2016 | Harry Potter, Parenting, Personal, Podcast, Simple Mom
Over the weekend, while I was busy wedding-ing and celebrating one of my almost-daughters, a podcast featuring yours truly and recorded for Tsh’s The Simple Show aired. I’ll be honest: a) It’s the first time I’ve ever accepted a podcast invite....
by Robin | Mar 30, 2016 | Aging, Life Philosophy, On my soapbox, Personal, Uncategorized
If you were backed into a corner and forced to give an answer, what age would you say is “old”? What milestone birthday is The One that tips a person beyond the top of the hill into a mess of wrinkles and infirmity? How old do you have to be to be...