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Rethinking, Rebooting, and Relaxing

by Robin | May 25, 2020 | Blogging, Personal, Uncategorized, Writing

When I started blogging almost 15 years ago, it was a different world. Literally, figuratively, we all know this. You’ve changed, I’ve changed, life as we knew it then, has changed, blogging and the way writing is distributed has changed. Some of this is...

Why That Stupid Bully Quarantine Can’t Steal My Joy

by Robin | May 1, 2020 | Books, For All Who Wander, Personal, Writing

I had almost forgotten about my plans for tomorrow until a reminder popped up on my phone: I was scheduled for abook signing at a nearby Books-a-Million. Apparently, I had failed to delete it from my calendar when the store manager messaged to let me know we’d...

The Best Way to Have a Happy Birthday During Covid19

by Robin | Mar 30, 2020 | Love Gifts, Personal, Uncategorized

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. Love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other command greater than these. Mark 12:30-31 Birthdays are normally a day for personal celebration, but this...

Change Your Attitude For the Better Right Now! (Plus, a giveaway–scroll for details)

by Robin | Jan 18, 2019 | Life Philosophy, Personal, Uncategorized

I had totally missed it — noticing I ended 2018 similarly to how I began: writing about an attitude of “getting to” do this or that instead of “having to” in both and . Maybe once the idea slipped into my psyche, it quietly settled there...

Retail Therapy, Divine Moments, and Imaginary French

by Robin | Aug 20, 2018 | friendship, Personal

It is rare for me to write a blog post these days. Writing a book demands focus and intention and giving my best effort to the words I feel called to write in that space, as opposed to writing in my tiny square of the internet. But something happened recently I want...

Hero

by Robin | Jun 25, 2018 | Memoir, Mom stuff, Parenting, Personal, Uncategorized

I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. His skin was the color of summer and youth, beautiful and smooth and the stuff of a 1970-something Coppertone ad, minus a black Boykin Spaniel. This wasn’t his first day at the pool. He couldn’t have been...