by Robin Farnsworth | May 5, 2013 | Dementia, Loss
I heard the text ringing through as I was at work on Sunday. I could see it was from Bob, my brother and that there was a picture attached. I quickly opened it and smiled. There was my mom, obviously outside with Bob on a beautiful spring day, and clenched in her hand...
by Robin Farnsworth | Apr 21, 2013 | Hope, Loss, Redemption
Crowds cheered. Celebratory fireworks went off, hundreds marched down Commonwealth Ave. singing “USA” and “Sweet Caroline.” In the distance, church bells triumphantly rang out. Cars honked and teenagers waved American flags. The mayor tweeted, “We got him!” What was...
by Robin Farnsworth | Apr 9, 2013 | Loss, Random
The Murray clan of Scotland left their native land in the 1700’s, fleeing political and religious persecution. No, that’s not it. The Murrays left Scotland in the 1700’s, braving the tempestuous Atlantic for the lure of wealth and treasure in the new land of America....
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 24, 2013 | Love
But what does love look like? It was the unmistakable voice of God, the press of the words gentle but firm. What does it look like? It seemed enough that I had forgiven the six men responsible for my son’s murder. I said it and meant it, and it was even printed in the...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 10, 2013 | Hope, Love, Redemption
March is beautiful somewhere. But not here. I’ve always been a big defender of the month nobody loves because I was born right near the end of it. Hence the name, Robin, as in “first sign of spring”, although with global warming the robins have become confused and...
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 9, 2013 | Loss, Love, Redemption
Jermaine was running late. He had forgotten his wallet and had to backtrack. I sat in the prison parking lot and weighed my options. It was cold out, and I was nervous. Sitting in my car looking at my phone would be a poor way to kill time. I watched as yet another...
