by Robin | Sep 28, 2007 | Family, Fathers and daughters, Personal
Living Years, part one Living Years, part three So we open up a quarrel Between the present and the past We only sacrifice the future It’s the bitterness that lasts** The role I assumed in my family was one of peace keeper. We weren’t a particularly...
by Robin | Sep 26, 2007 | Family, Fathers and daughters, Personal
Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come beating on your door** Fathers and daughters. It is through a father’s eyes a young girl first believes she is a princess, she is beautiful, and she is capable of anything her unbound mind...
by Robin | Mar 27, 2007 | Family, Fathers and daughters, Favorite things, Nostalgia, Personal
It arrived unexpectedly in a non-descript, bigger-than-a-breadbox cardboard container, impossible to predict what was inside. The return address at least revealed it was from my dad’s wife, Anne. Over the past year or so, it hasn’t been uncommon to receive mail from...
by Robin | Jan 9, 2007 | Family, Fathers and daughters, Personal
Last night I was almost finished with the post explaining Rachel’s mysterious mass about the same time the Florida Gators were schooling Ohio State in the subtleties of playing football, when I got the call. The “call”. THE call. The call I had been...
by Robin | Oct 24, 2006 | Aging, Faith, Family, Fathers and daughters, Uncategorized
…and sometimes I write for me. This one’s for me. Because I want to remember. It’s not a side often shown “here”, so many distractions…and well, it just takes longer (maybe only for me, I dunno). There’s so much more to...
by Robin | Jun 18, 2006 | Aging, Family, Fathers and daughters, Memoir, Personal, Uncategorized
This time last year, my dad’s mental faculty was declining but he was still living a fairly “normal” life. Now 74, until the past year or so he’s been pretty active and seemed younger than his chronological age. With his dementia onset on our...