It is something that I have become familiar with. You would think, being a PK, I would have comprehended it earlier, but I didn’t. There was a man named Woody that would visit us often when I was growing up while my father was pastoring churches in Salt Lake City, Utah. (That’s right. I grew… Continue reading Loneliness
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About Me
My name is Robin. I was born to a Pastor and his wife in Fort Worth, Texas. The third of four children, I have three rotten and extremely lovable brothers (though I don’t think they would appreciate being called lovable). Raised in Utah, I grew up a PK (Pastor’s Kid), lived in a fish bowl, and… Continue reading About Me