by Robin Farnsworth | Sep 10, 2024 | Faith, Hope, Uncategorized
Grabbing my bags, I tread softly down the hall, passing the hushed rooms of sleeping patients, chirping monitors and the light banter at the nurses’ station. Someone moans. I don’t say goodbye because I am becoming more and more like my mother, who abstained entirely...
by Robin Farnsworth | May 4, 2024 | Blog Post, Hope, Uncategorized
*For all the people who told me I should write about The School Bus. Here you go. The old school bus pulled up to the designated street corner in Manhattan, stopping in front of a loose gathering of 15 people. Bruce pulled open the door and jumped onto the sidewalk,...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 20, 2024 | Uncategorized
It was pathetic but also sweet – like an ugly puppy. There we were, staring at the cold dirt, two signs of spring – a smatter of purple crocuses and a couple of neighbors talking to each other. Really, this is Cape Cod. It draws people who can’t run any farther away...
by Robin Farnsworth | Jun 27, 2023 | Uncategorized
Big Sid must be dead now. I was a teenager when we first met and he seemed old. My parent’s age anyway. Like forties? He was big. I see him flopped into and filling an even bigger chair, his sleeves rolled up above his thick meaty hands. A white collared shirt...
by Robin Farnsworth | Mar 29, 2023 | Blog Post, Faith, Hope, Uncategorized
In the cross, in the cross Be my glory ever, Till my ransomed soul shall find Rest beyond the river. – Fanny Crosby 1869 Hard-boiled eggs.Jelly beans.Easter Lilies.Yuk. Add to that being stuffed into an ill-fitting Easter dress that my mother made, with a death...
by Robin Farnsworth | Feb 19, 2023 | Uncategorized
First I remember the wind. Of course, it was my first winter in Wellfleet, huddled near the tip of the Cape on a narrow sandbar inhabited by poets and pirates. If you believe in ghosts and madmen, you would find them there, but only in the winter and the wind. I...
