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...
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 29, 2018 | #OYTO, Aging, Encouragement, Personal, Uncategorized, Writing
Right now, in this hair’s breadth of a moment, you are both as old as you’ve ever been, and as young as you ever will be again. Interesting thought, isn’t it? It is not unusual for me to think about time, in general, and aging,...
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...