Comments for Renegade Robin2go

Comment on Adoption. by Renegade Robin2go | Maternal instincts.

Renegade Robin2go | Maternal instincts. — Sun, 12 May 2013 12:46:09 +0000

[...] who meant a great deal to you. Personally, being adopted, I always feel detached from this holiday. I don’t speak about it often, but the clues are there if you look for them. In fact, until recently, I’ve seldom even [...]

Comment on In memoriam. by Renegade Robin2go | Maternal instincts.

Renegade Robin2go | Maternal instincts. — Sun, 12 May 2013 12:18:26 +0000

[...] in their memories, and I have friends who are caring for their mother as this day unfolds. After losing the only grandmother I’ve ever known, I can certainly relate to the pain of losing someone who meant a great deal to you. Personally, [...]

Comment on Out in the open. by Renegade Robin2go | Go Robin, go.

Renegade Robin2go | Go Robin, go. — Thu, 02 May 2013 14:59:34 +0000

[...] Out in the open. [...]

Comment on Out in the open. by Stevie

Stevie — Wed, 01 May 2013 22:58:48 +0000

Bring that elliptical, BITCH! You are ROCKING it!!!

Comment on Cult of personality. by JustStormy

JustStormy — Thu, 18 Apr 2013 20:00:54 +0000

Indeed.
I like this one. Well done.
Love,
Stormy

Comment on A taste of freedom. by robin2go

robin2go — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 21:53:01 +0000

Thanks, Alan. I really appreciate you saying this. Oddly, there are posts lined up for the rest of the week (who knew I could write 1,000 words a day??), and one of them actually talks about my voice. I’m never actually sure if they’re really the “right” sort of posts to write, but I’ve decided that, since they’re honest and my real voice, I’m just going to roll with it. That kind of gets sticky with the more personal posts, you know? As I’m sure you’ve probably guessed, I hate being vulnerable, and sometimes — like with this one — if I have to share it, I bury the lede on the weekends. Thanks for hanging in there with me.

Comment on A taste of freedom. by Alan Levine (@cogdog)

Alan Levine (@cogdog) — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 21:43:28 +0000

I’ve been meaning to say since your mentor post how much I’ve appreciated the inward/outward tone of your latest round of posts, the real stuff. Thanks for opening that window in. The attitude to the BS on the web and other fringe places is a return to reclaiming honest human expression.

Comment on A taste of freedom. by robin2go

robin2go — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:39:55 +0000

That’s okay, Melissa. You should see me when I write these. I promise to do something more upbeat soon. Honest! But thank you for reading them, and thank you for commenting. It means a lot to know someone can hear my voice through my words.

Comment on A taste of freedom. by melissa

melissa — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 13:33:58 +0000

damn you. monday morning and you have me crying at work.

Comment on Conflicted. by melissa

melissa — Sat, 13 Apr 2013 01:57:22 +0000

always the mother thing to do, until we die.
i have no answers in response. it’s your own thing. but it’s a damn fine honor–for both of you. you’ll figure it out.

Comment on You never forget your first mentor. by robin2go

robin2go — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 21:30:13 +0000

Oh Dave, I only wish it were the case. The rest of the story is tragic. The bright star that was Dick Sykes was extinguished at the young age of 35, while I was still employed by him — 11 days before my 22nd birthday. He was on Molokai with his boys and drowned while exploring the tidal pools. The company was shaken by his loss, and it was my first experience with grief close up and personal. It was never the same after his death, and I left the company — and NYC, in fact — shortly thereafter. Occasionally I still hear from his lovely parents, however. I can only imagine where he’d be now.

His vision, integrity, and leadership are sorely missed.