by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 13, 2014 | Hope
If you doubt that spring is in the air, just visit Christmas Tree Shop on a Saturday afternoon, especially when the temperature has finally stretched past forty. I needed a frame and a lamp, and knowing the danger of entering that store and thinking you can leave with...
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 | Feb 13, 2014 | Love
“That’s it. I quit.” I lifted myself back down through the crevice, wedging my left knee between the two huge boulders and dangling my right foot into midair, searching for a place to step down to. “We’re almost there! You can do it Robin. I can help you!” my...
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 would...
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....
