“It’s just a light lunch. I hope that’s okay,” my grandmother cautioned as we discussed our Monday date on Sunday evening. “Grandma,” I reassuringly replied, “I’m sure it will be perfect and lovely.” In that moment, I did not realize the monumental weight of those words as they delicately danced off of my tongue. For…
Hello, my name is Robyn, and I am a coffee addict. I cannot go more than a few hours into my day without coffee and maintain hope that my caffeine monster isn’t going to give me a raging, knock-your-eyeballs-out, curse-the-sun-and-all-light-forms headache. Before my husband and I went to Costa Rica a couple of years ago,…
I am ordinary, but I am not content with an ordinary life. That phrase, “Jack of all trades, master of none,” defines my very existence. I do not have superior intelligence, uncanny wit, looks that pay a dime, musical prowess, ruthless business skills, or athletic abilities that are notable or praiseworthy. Most things I’ve tried, I’ve been okay at. But, I have yet to discover anything about me that is better than just okay. I’m sure when my mom, dad, and especially my grandma read this, they will give me the, “No, no, no! That’s not true at all. You’re…
Outpacing Ordinary 