by Robin Farnsworth | Aug 6, 2020 | Hope, Loss
“God help me to know and to live like the time is short. To give you all I have today. Tomorrow is really not promised. Spencer Macleod The quote you just read was written by a 19-year-old. Less than three years later, he left this world forever, his...
by Robin Farnsworth | Nov 18, 2019 | Faith, Loss
The dust spun and danced in the late afternoon sun, then settled for just a short time upon the black Steinway grand piano. I waited on one of the many hard chairs that lined Mrs. Adams living room with my sheet music on my lap, until she waved me towards the kitchen...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jul 25, 2018 | Faith, Loss
Will finished his cigarette and took one last look around his yard, his house then grabbed his cooler and shoved it into the back of his black pickup and rode off. I could see him through my sunroom window where I pray every morning, through the thin layer of cedar...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jan 14, 2018 | Dementia, Loss, Love
My eyes snapped open as I heard the soft creak of the stairs, the gentle whoosh of the front door, then a few minutes later, an engine turn over. As it idled for a minute, my husband rolled over next to me. “Why does she do that?” he asked in a...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jun 9, 2017 | Hope, Loss, Love, Redemption
Pawwwwwt Chestah!! I can still hear the conductor holler over the clack and rattle of the train and the steady kachuk kachuk kachuk of the wheels on the rails. Port Chester, Rye, Harrison. Back then, in the 60’s, it wasn’t an odd thing for a little girl to ride the...
by Robin Farnsworth | Nov 29, 2016 | Blog Post, Loss, Redemption
Turkeys don’t fly. Or so we thought. My husband and I were taking a walk to town when we passed a young man on a bike. “I might be crazy but I think I just saw some turkeys taking off from a roof over there!” He was breathless, and looked back over his shoulder at us...
