Growing up, I was reminded often how lucky I was. I came from a good home. I had parents who were married and actually liked each other. I had clean clothes to wear and food to eat. I was able to participate in a sport I loved. It was true. I was a lucky little…Continue reading Strike the Pose

As I sat down with my husband one evening, I found it difficult to speak the words I had been processing in my head all day . . . I can no longer to teach my fitness classes. It was just a few days prior, I had received the shocking news from an orthopedic doctor…Continue reading Identity

One year ago today, in the early morning of July 5, 2016, I awoke to the sound of my dad’s voice saying the words, ‘Robin, she passed.’ I sprang from the bed and glanced across the hall where my mom lay. Her chest no longer rising. I walked to my dad standing in the hallway…Continue reading One Year

While gazing upon the beauty and the movement of the ocean, my husband asked me a question that sparked a compelling conversation my mind carried for days to come: What does it look like to love well? I see love through two sets of lenses: The Father’s view and The world’s view. The Father’s view…Continue reading To Love Well

Over the past few weeks while out at the store, I would glance at the Hallmark aisle and say to myself, ‘not today’. This past week, I realized I could procrastinate no longer . . . I needed to purchase Mother’s Day cards. Ugh. This is my first year to walk the Hallmark aisle and not…Continue reading The Hallmark Aisle

I love to observe the world around me and ponder the motives behind choices being made. There is no better place to do that than on Facebook. As I scroll down through posts and advertisements, I observe an abundance of the world handing out timelines for grief or trauma, prescribing quick steps to success, to…Continue reading The Gift of Time

Recently, I read the following statement, ‘You need to stop saying you’re broken.’ In full disclosure, this was from a friend I’ve known since childhood. Her heart is beautiful and good. What came to my mind; however, when I read this statement was this . . . It’s like telling someone to stop saying they’re…Continue reading An Invitation to Dance

Read the newspaper. Watch the television. Login in to Facebook. It takes less than a minute viewing any one of these sources of media, to realize our world is at war. Not the type of war most people think of, but rather a war for our hearts.  In this moment, I’m surrounded by pain, hurting…Continue reading Guarding our Heart

The start of a new year brings about excitement. It’s a fresh start with new goals, new adventures and an attitude of, ‘I’m going to get it right this year!’ We draw back our bow, put an arrow in and fire. We draw back our bow again, put an arrow in and fire. We draw…Continue reading The Still Arrow

With the New Year around the corner, you read of people making resolutions or choosing a word or theme for their year. This has never been something I’ve chosen to do, but as I’ve walked through these first holidays without my mom, and as I approach the last days of what has been the most…Continue reading A Heart of Hope