by Robin | Nov 3, 2019 | Faith, Family, Inspiring, Marriage, Memoir, Mom stuff, Uncategorized
Yesterday we celebrated the life of my sweet mother-in-love who has endured the cruelty of dementia for years. Confined to bed for the most recent two years and unable to speak, Sarah was precious to and loved by many. For the past three weeks we knew the end...
by Robin | Sep 24, 2019 | (in)courage, Affiliate links used, Bargains, Beauty, Encouragement, Inspiring, Uncategorized
~ sponsored by ~ Surprise–back to back posts! I’ll be brief, but each of these things is so important to me (for very different reasons), please DO read to the end. My (in)courage post, a $10 “They’re Real” Benefit Deal, and...
by Robin | Jun 20, 2018 | Faith, Inspiring, Life Philosophy, Personal, Uncategorized
Love is patient, love is kind. Love does not envy, is not boastful, is not arrogant, is not rude, is not self-seeking, is not irritable, and does not keep a record of wrongs. Love finds no joy in unrighteousness but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things,...
by Robin | Apr 28, 2018 | Art, Do Something!, Empty Nest, Encouragement, Favorite things, friendship, Inspiring, Life Philosophy, Personal
“Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” ~ Thomas Merton I have a love/hate relationship with social media. On one hand, I’m convinced our lives were better without it overall. We had fewer friends, sure, but they...
by Robin | Apr 27, 2018 | Art of Simple, Inspiring, Kids, Personal, Uncategorized
Green and inexperienced, I was recruited to step into the role of marketing director for a local retirement community. My education combined with a love and natural propensity for those senior than me far outweighed my managerial skillset, and only days after I...
by Robin | Mar 8, 2018 | Compassion - India, Compassion Bloggers, Compassion International, Good causes, Inspiring, Love Gifts, Personal, Uncategorized
I’m sitting at my kitchen table where the sun is piercing filthy windowpanes, a thing I notice in the morning but forget by noon’s shadow. A ladybug sits on the sill, I’m assuming dead. Our home is a death spiral for pretty bugs dressed in red with...