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

As the days unfolded following the completion of the presidential election, I sat in disbelief as what was already a divided country, became even more divided. I watched fear, hatred, judgment, explode in ways I’ve never seen. I’m not going to talk politics. That’s not what this is about. What I want to share, is…Continue reading A World Divided: A World at War

We live in a world desperate for convenience. We want fast, easy and painless. Drive thru restaurants, drive thru dry cleaners, even drive thru liquor stores. The grocery stores have self checkout or even better . . . you can order your groceries online! You can avoid people all together! Wahoo! Or is it wahoo?…Continue reading Emotional Avoidance

Fall has officially arrived here in Colorado. The beauty of the changing colors has always captivated me. The smell of the leaves and the crisp air, has always felt refreshing for my soul. This year . . . this season . . . I’m broken. While out hiking with my family one weekend, I took…Continue reading Season of Harvest

Just over a year ago, I began privately writing with my Father, sharing only with my close circle. Today, I choose courage. Today I choose to open my heart and share it with you. It was one year ago today, my mom was diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer, starting what I refer to as…Continue reading Choosing Courage

As I often say, some moments are good and other moments are hard. Since my mom’s passing, I don’t know that the word ‘hard’ can come close to what some moments have been like. As I was resting one afternoon, thinking of how I would describe these past few weeks, an image of the game…Continue reading Chutes and Ladders

The Celebration of Life for my mom was beautiful, heartbreaking and in many ways, surreal. My Father was ever present calming my heart and captivating the hearts of others through my words. As the offerings of condolences came from each of the almost 200 people in attendance, I kept thinking to myself this was not…Continue reading Prescription for a Broken Heart

My name is Robin and I am the youngest of Susan’s three children. I’m also the evidence for my dad that my mom was wrong at least one time in their almost 43 years of marriage. Turns out you CAN get pregnant right after you have a baby. Surprise! I’ve chosen to honor and celebrate…Continue reading Memorial Letter

I’m married to a top notch Air Force pilot and no I’m not biased at all. It’s the truth. What some may find shocking; however, is that I am not a huge fan of flying. I don’t mind when the plane is airborne and we are flying nice and smooth, it is the taking off…Continue reading Holding Pattern

Following my last writing my husband asked me a question, ‘How do you define helpless?’ My answer: The position of being in complete reliance of the Father. The absence of control. Total surrender. This is where true beauty is found. I’ve witnessed it. We’ve known that my mom’s days were nearing the end but it’s…Continue reading True Beauty