I had a plan this morning. It was a good plan. It was a responsible plan. It was a plan to maximize time, a plan to get away and do a bit of restful recovery. I have been doing responsible life things for a while now but secretly living for that plan. Then two things happened this morning: I … More
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Reclaiming my domain.
Hi. My name is Robin, and you used to know me. (Hi, Robin.) The year started out like any other, but then life happened. Normally I'm able to roll with the punches but in March, I lost my faithful companion LoveJunkie. As silly as it might sound, that broke me at my very core, and pushed me … More
Wanting.
It's been eight weeks to the day since I knew something was desperately wrong. In 48 hours, she was gone. I am still a hot mess. I want to be able to write about her. I want to be able to remember the warmth of her body nestled into the curve of mine. I want to feel the touch of her paw … More
Girding my loins.
My mother, it seems, is dying. For those of you who know me, this is a very loaded sentence. Like, minefield loaded. Like, supersaturated solution loaded. Like, cruise ship buffet table loaded. No matter how you slice it, no matter which way you approach it, this is pretty much a raging river of … More
Learning to share.
Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. The trifecta of family holidays in our home. For over 25 years, these are the days where I roll up my sleeves and dive headfirst into the kitchen where I simmer, roast, steam, and bake with gusto, just like my father used to do when I was growing up. Those were … More
New life in stillness.
It's finally spring. I'm finally cleaning. My house, much like most of my life, has been in an upheaval and it has taking this long for me to give a damn and do something about it. I am not kidding when I say there's no place where I haven't let things go. My books. My bedroom. My social media. My … More