by Robin Farnsworth | Jul 31, 2014 | Faith, Hope, Loss
A lot of things had changed, especially the old neighborhood. But the graveyard had mostly remained the same, except for the missing climbing tree. It had been fifty years, so it’s hard to remember when the beautiful dogwood tree came down, the tree that gave shade to...
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 27, 2014 | Hope, Loss
I rolled over and peeked through the shade. Still dark. The clock said 4:28 and I lay back down, sighing deeply. Thirty-four years ago, plus about two hours, my life had just been turned upside down. I became a mother. Spencer Timothy Macleod had burst upon the scene,...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jan 30, 2014 | Hope, Loss
I watched an interview with an earthquake survivor recently and I was intrigued by something she said; “If an earthquake wakes you up, you never think This is an earthquake. You’ll think it’s anything else.” We are reason-able creatures. Therefore, a dog probably...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jan 12, 2014 | Hope, Loss
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV (also the Byrds 1960’s) The ground was soft, giving way under my steps. I couldn’t help but think that this same path was covered by snow, drifting up to three feet,...
by Robin Farnsworth | Dec 28, 2013 | Hope, Loss
Christmas was chaos this year. I kept trying to escape it, to climb up higher, where I could see far over it all and find perspective but I failed. A couple of years after Spence died, I expressed to my mother, who had also lost a child, how hard Christmas was now....
by Robin Farnsworth | Nov 30, 2013 | Loss, Redemption
It’s November 12th and I’m looking out my window at a winter wonderland. It’s been steadily snowing for an hour and the ground is white, my hanging plants, which are still flowering, are frosted. Back in the garden I can imagine my little baby radishes trembling under...
