Happy Birthday Aunt Robin!

Aunt Robin and baby me

It is my Aunt Robin Kendall's birthday today and I am just thankful for her!

Robin was a favorite with me when I was young. I remember sitting on a log at the beach after Uncle Kim and Aunt Joan's Wedding and listening to her talk about being a mother. I can't remember if Scott was born or if she was just expecting him, either way, I was enchanted. Enchanted by her words, Enchanted by the feelings she expressed. Enchanted by the way she and Uncle Chris looked at each other. I don't remember a lot about Uncle Chris but I do remember how soft spoken he was, how kind his eyes were and I remember his beard.

I love Robin because she is kind and patient and accepting and I've never heard her say anything derogatory about anyone.

She loves to hear or learn about new ideas. She loves to be a part of interesting conversations. And she knows the questions to ask to get the really good ones going.

She is an expert chef and the most generous and lovely hostess you'll ever meet.

I love this picture of Robin Jordan posted and I was jealous of everyone who got to eat at Robin's house for Thanksgiving.

This summer I read the 1st Lord of the Rings book. There was a paragraph that struck me.

"The house was as Bilobo had long ago reported, 'a perfect house, whether you like food or sleep or story-telling or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.' Merely to be there was cure for weariness, fear and sadness."

I read that and I immediately thought of Robin's house.

When Paul was in Iraq and Sara and I planned our trip, I knew where I wanted to go. I knew I would find refuge from my worries and my heavy heart would be lightened while I was in her home.

I was right. I love you Robin.