I Have Another Child – The Truth About Abortion


13 Week old fetus (image from google)

I have another child… I do not know if it is a boy or a girl… I have always felt deep in my heart that it is a boy.  You see, many years ago I made a very selfish decision… one that I have often regretted making…

At the age of 19, at about 13 weeks pregnant, I made the choice to have an abortion.  I chose to believe the lies that my child was simply a ‘blob of cells’ and not a human being.  And after all – all they do is ‘vacuum’ that blob out – so no worries – right?  I chose to believe what I wanted to believe in order to make my choice ‘valid’ in my own heart and mind.  I did not search out answers, for if truth be told, I didn’t really want to know if it was a ‘baby’ or not – it made my choice much easier as I reasoned to believe what I chose to believe.

I have always been a ‘researcher’ – one who digs for truth.  This time I did not want the truth, but instead wanted to ‘live my life as I chose to live it’ in my view.  Nor did I want to be ‘tied’ to the person who would be the father of the current ‘blob’ I carried inside me for the rest of my life. Therefore, I made my choice.  For years I had no remorse, nor did I feel that I had done anything wrong – in my jaded view – it was my body and I had a right to choose as I pleased with it.  Or so I thought…

Years later I was blessed to have two children who lived, and two who did not.  It was during my first pregnancy that I learned the truth that I then sought to learn… my child was not a ‘blob of cells’, but in fact a child, a human being – created by God Almighty – a precious gift of life and love. It did not matter how many weeks ‘old’ ‘it’ was in my womb – he/she is a life – period!

I became a believer in Jesus Christ about 4 years after my very selfish decision to abort my first child, and therefore know that by the grace of God in His Son, I am forgiven.  Yet it has taken many years to forgive myself. 

For as light is being shone on the truths of abortion and the horrific methods used to perform them, my heart breaks with each new story brought into the light.  The words that come to my mind are “God help us”, and “I am so sorry, so very, very sorry”.  Tears flood my eyes every time I see the truth being told about what is happening during an abortion.  I cannot imagine what really happened to my precious child, but I praise God that the truth is being told!  I cry for every unborn child brutally murdered and taken from the sacred womb of its mother to be discarded as though it has no value.

I have always wondered (though only God knows for certain) that if perhaps there had been ONE person in my life at that time, ONE who had told me the TRUTH, and showed me that in fact I was NOT carrying a ‘blob of cells’ – that perhaps I would have made a different decision… Yet of course, I kept my secret hidden (for many years!), so IF there had been one person to tell the truth, I was not going to seek them out.  It simply didn’t fit my ‘plan for my life’.

My choice did not only affect me and my life, yet it also affected another.  For a close friend also became pregnant soon after I had my abortion, and I talked her into having an abortion as well – hers did not go so well and she ended up not being able to have children for the rest of her life along with many health issues as a result of that choice.  Neither of us knows what really happened to our children who were aborted, but nevertheless – truth be told, they were murdered in the name of ‘Pro Choice’.   

Ever since I became a follower of Jesus Christ, I have chosen to attempt to save lives and tell the truth to anyone who would listen regarding abortion.  I have spoken to many young women who were pregnant and were considering an abortion, telling them the truth about the life they carry inside them, in order to hopefully convince them to make a different choice.  Some have listened – some have not.  Each one who listened and made the choice to have their child, has been grateful for the son/daughter they chose not to abort, and cannot imagine their lives without them.  Unfortunately – I can imagine my life without mine – the one I chose to abort and the two who did not live to be born naturally. 

There is no ‘earning grace’ it is a free gift given by God in His Son Jesus Christ.  I cannot ‘pay penance’ by attempting to save lives in order to ‘pay back’ for the life I chose to have taken.  That is not my purpose in writing this, nor why I tell young women the truth.  For I know without a doubt that one day I will see my child – the child I chose to pay someone to murder (and unknown to me, to torture).  I will by God’s grace and mercy be allowed to live in eternity with that child and my other children.  Yet I cannot even begin to tell you the gut wrenching agony deep in my spirit every time I hear of another video of truth being exposed – another truth of what really happens inside those abortion clinics – another truth regarding brutal torture as hearts beat and body parts are torn from a living baby and/or ‘harvested’ for other purposes – another truth of life being disregarded and a precious baby having no voice. 

I cry rivers of tears as I think of my two living sons, and the ‘what ifs’ had I made that same choice to end their lives.  Dear God in Heaven – help us!

 Robin R. Robbins


Sit At Jesus Feet


Matthew 11:28-30 (NLT)

28 Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”

Matthew 11:28-30 (AMP)

28 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. [I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls.]29 Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am gentle (meek) and humble (lowly) in heart, and you will find rest (relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet) for your souls.30 For My yoke is wholesome (useful, good—not harsh, hard, sharp, or pressing, but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant), and My burden is light and easy to be borne.

As women, many of us take on far too many tasks – believing that we ‘have to’.

Some of us have families – careers – or ‘all of the above’.  We live in a culture where we seem to think we have to be ‘Wonder Woman’ in order to thrive in this life.  Only at the end of the day we are exhausted, angry, or depressed.

Yet, over and over Jesus told us, “come – sit with Me – let Me handle it”.

Luke 10:38-42 (NLT)

38 As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught.40 But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and help me.” 41 But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! 42 There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”

Luke 10:40-42 (AMP)

40 But Martha [overly occupied and too busy] was distracted with much serving; and she came up to Him and said, Lord, is it nothing to You that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me [to lend a hand and do her part along with me]! 41 But the Lord replied to her by saying, Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things; 42 There is need of only one or but a few things. Mary has chosen the good portion [that which is to her advantage], which shall not be taken away from her.

So what is that ‘one thing’ that Mary was doing that Jesus is talking about?

She was sitting at Jesus feet and listening to what He was teaching.

Here is what happens when we don’t take time to sit with Jesus:

  1. Our lives become hectic.
  2. We have too much to do and too little time to get it done.
  3. Our health deteriorates.
  4. Relationships suffer.
  5. Life seems to spin out of control.

In essence – we become ‘Marthas’!  I spent most of my life as a ‘Martha’.

What was Martha doing?  She was being busy!  Doing this and that, trying to get everything ‘perfect’ for the Lord (as she viewed it should be).  But Jesus said that only ONE thing was needed and that Mary had discovered it and that it would not be taken away from her – she was sitting at the Lord’s feet listening to what He taught.  So how does that apply to us today?

We need to take some time every day, sit down in a quiet place all alone with no distractions (at His feet) allowing nothing to pull us away from Him, and read, listen to, and absorb what He is teaching – His Holy Living Word – The Bible.  Remember Jesus went on to say in verse 42 – “that it will not be taken from her”.

Jesus is telling us – stop doing so much and come sit and listen to what He is  teaching us in His Word.  And that HE will handle most of the doing – He will direct your steps so that what gets done is more effective and is in the correct time.



Many times what we think needs to be done NOW can wait, and often if we wait, we find that it really did not need to be done at all – we just thought it did.



Isaiah 40:31 (NLT)

31 But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.
They will soar high on wings like eagles.
They will run and not grow weary.
They will walk and not faint.

We all tend to view our lives through our lenses of experience.

Each one of us has different experiences and therefore we have different views of any given situation.

Often we carry our burdens instead of coming to Jesus and giving them to Him.  Sometimes we forget, sometimes we get tired, sometimes we think we shouldn’t ‘bother’ Jesus with such a “small thing” (nothing is too bothersome for Jesus).  So we pile up one ‘small thing’ on top of another until we have an overwhelming ‘burden’ that we cannot, and were not designed to carry!

This often leads us to then find someone to blame.  If we are married that quickly becomes a spouse.  When truth be told – we are the ones who made our own choices.  God gave us a free will and told us to give the burdens to Him.

Sometimes we allow the enemy to sneak up on us using the cares of this world.  What are ‘cares’?  Things that BOTHER us:

  1. Those extra 10 pounds
  2. Somebody talking ‘not nice’ about/to us
  3. A broken fingernail
  4. Yelling at our kids
  5. Computer too slow
  6. Spouse won’t do this or that
  7. You name it – every little thing that bothers us is a ‘care’

We (yes us Wonder Women!), allow these ‘cares’ to sneak in and build up gnawing at our self-esteem, so that soon we are feeling overwhelmed and running on empty.

If the enemy can get your self-esteem – then he’s got YOU.

So his number one tactic is to wear you down with the ‘cares’ of this world so that you no longer believe that you can come to Jesus, or you are simply just too darn tired to at the end of the day.

Baby Girl

Have you ever seen a little baby girl out somewhere – maybe at a fair or a playground, and she is suddenly frightened… she turns and runs… where?

Picture this little baby girl, pretty pink dress, she’s playing, content, happy, then a ‘care’ comes along – perhaps a larger child, a dog, or something else that she is unfamiliar with and she turns and runs straight for her daddy – arms reaching up – saying ‘daddy, daddy’…

When the daddy of this baby girl sees her running to him – what does he do?

He immediately turns around and scoops her into his arms of safety and love.  It does not matter what ‘care’ it was that had her concerned or scared – her daddy picks her up immediately, scoops her in his arms and loves her and comforts her.

Jesus told us that God is our Abba Father.  Abba is Aramaic and the closest translation we have in English is ‘Daddy’.  In Aramaic it signifies a close relationship of a father to his child, as well as the childlike trust that a young child puts in his/her father.

Now I understand that some of us did not have real close relationships with our earthly Dads, and perhaps we may not have been able to run to our Daddy and feel safe.  But your Heavenly Father – your Daddy God He clearly says over and over in His Word that we are to run to Him.

So every little ‘care’ you have – your Daddy God, Abba Father is waiting and ready to scoop you up into His arms.

How many of you have children?  How many of you have grown children?

Would you agree that those children no matter how old they get – they will always be your ‘baby boy’ or your ‘baby girl’?  Ok then, know that no matter how old you may get to be here in this lifetime, you will always be God’s ‘baby girl’.  Every time you have a ‘care’, you should turn in your mind and run to your Daddy God – hold up your arms, and say ‘Abba, Abba, Abba’ – Daddy God!  He will instantaneously pick you up and take that ‘care’ away from you.

This world will try to wear you down with ‘cares’ – finances, jobs, cars, computers, cell phones, spouses, kids, clothes, pets – situation after situation – but all you have to do is turn to your Abba Father.

Romans 8:1New Living Translation (NLT)

So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus.

You can come to Him anytime.  He is always waiting for you.

Robin R. Robbins

In Loving Memory of Darryl Alden Myhre

Darryl Myhre

My Tribute to Darryl Alden Myhre

Rarely do you meet someone who embodies the character of true honesty, kindness, and love. Someone who stands tall, is strong, and yet is the most humble, sweet, enduring spirit you have ever known. Darryl Myhre was definitely all of that and more.

I was honored to meet him during one of the most difficult times in my life. He was a bright shining light of joy and kindness.

I saw him go through many challenges, and each time his faithful, cheerful spirit would embody the grace of pure love.

To this day, he is the most honest, kind, loving, humble and genuine person I have had the pleasure of knowing.

Darryl taught me so much about life and about people. At a time when I truly doubted in the goodness of others, Darryl showed me through his genuine kindness and his character that there really are great people. He taught me so much about true kindness, unconditional love, and restored my faith in humanity and in life itself. He was a true friend, at all times – believing in others and honoring them. If others challenged him, he would laugh and say something witty. Though he had the strength and ability to harm others if he chose to do so, he would choose instead to walk away. In the 27 years I knew him I saw him deliberately harm no one.

I am so very grateful to have had his presence in my life and am grateful to his wonderful wife Julie for her kindness in welcoming me into their lives.


Darryl was truly the most genuine person I have ever known. He was very protective of those whom he cared about and to me he was like a big brother, whom I knew would always be in my corner. He was an avid Husky Football Fan, LOVED music, his family and friends, and could sing very well. He truly loved life and wanted everyone to have FUN in whatever endeavor they chose. He was non-judging and tried to stay open-minded to all views and perspectives, though would not compromise his own, for himself.

4C797A6C02d5e2F0DCTRR10DBFF7_0_4C797A6C02dc220CBBQuv16D2E4E_034500Darryl was reliable and friendly and welcomed others whether he knew them or not. He loved the water and water sports and was an exceptional water skier. In his younger days he went dirt biking, jeeping, jet skiing, and cliff diving. He traveled to many places and it seemed that he was always happiest among people. He once told me that he just wished that he could be ‘normal, like everyone else. Darryl my dear friend, was more normal than he could ever imagine, in fact in my opinion – he was far above average!

Thank you Darryl, my dear friend, for instilling hope and love into my life. For by your example I learned much. My heart aches and I will miss you yet I also rejoice, for I know that you are free now, and one day I shall see you again. Thank you for the blessing of being my friend.

Robin R. Robbins
January 13, 2014

FREE download copy of this tribute (pdf) >> My Tribute to Darryl Alden Myhre



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Love on The Water


I am in humble Gratitude to God every day, but especially when He is with me on the water.  You see, in 2005 while my mother was lying in a hospital bed nearing the end of her life here, my husband at the time had just left us and I was sitting on the edge of the Columbia River with my two young sons in Richland watching & listening to the jet skis – my heart in total despair, crying and wondering if I’d ever get to actually play on the water like that again…

I so wanted to be able to do the thing I loved most to do and had done 14 years prior – Jet Ski!  Though I had the funds many times previously to purchase a ski, I had patiently waited so that I could enjoy the time with my sons rather than leave them on the shore watching.  Yet as my life seemingly took a turn for the worse – I could not help watching the 550 SX’s and sobbing to the Lord.

Through months of many changes, I waited, and cried to the Lord.  Then in 2009 – God Blessed me beyond measure and it was time!  It took me awhile to find the exact ski that I had always wanted: 1992 550 SX with the Reed Motor – stock ski.  A few short months later – I found the Yamaha WaveBlaster II for my sons to ride — and we were ON THE WATER by August 2009.

I can honestly tell you that my first time out on my Jet Ski on Lake Tapps – I cried, and cried all the way across the lake!  I could not thank God enough!  Two Eagles came and flew with me (this has happened several times now in various places – including where these photos were taken) for about a mile or so.  I believe that it was God’s way of saying, “I Love You” and letting me know that my Mom & Dad were near and watching over me smiling.

Yesterday, I was again blessed to be out on the water with my sons on Lake Tapps.  I cannot ride my ski without praising and thanking God – and yes, crying each time.  Tears of Joy, rejoicing in the goodness of God’s Love – it is my ‘church’ – I see Him and hear Him very clearly each time I am out on the water.

Today, I encourage you — HOLD  ON TO YOUR DREAMS — through your tears and trials — BELIEVE!  He wants the best for you – and He will give it to you when the time is right.  This dream fulfilled means MORE to me being able to do it all WITH my sons than it ever would have meant being able to do it alone. God’s timing really is PERFECT!

If you happen to see me out on the water — know that my spirit and soul are dancing for joy each and EVERY time!

Many Blessings,

Robin R. Robbins
Crescent Bar - my 1992 550 SX

Have Faith – God is Working!


While sitting with a friend yesterday she said, “I know they say that God won’t give you more than you can handle but sometimes I wonder”… as she put her head in her hands.  I too, have often wondered when going through my life experiences if God was giving me ‘more than I could handle’.  Through many situations, I even wondered if He was hearing me at all?

However, I have learned through my life experiences, that it is in fact true – God is always near, He is always listening, and He always answers.  Sometimes the answer is ‘Yes’, sometimes the answer is ‘No’, and sometimes it is ‘Not Now’ – but He always answers in one form or another.

Today I would like to encourage you that no matter what you are going through you can cast your cares upon Him, and He will carry you through to a brighter tomorrow.  He has not left you, if it is quiet in your world – know that He is working and if you will simply put your trust in Him – it will all work out.

Many Blessings,

Robin R. Robbins


Life is an AMAZING Ride!


Each day, each hour – is full of twists, turns, and many un-expected things. I have learned to enjoy the journey for whatever it may bring. Each time something that seemed to be a ‘crisis’ to me, has happened in my life – in TIME – God has proven it to be a HUGE BLESSING instead. If we would simply realize that the Creator of this World has us gently in His Hands, and that He truly is in control of all things, perhaps we would stop worrying about trials and then instead begin to ENJOY THE RIDE!

I encourage you today — whatever you may be going through – put your trust in the Hands of the only One Who can insure the outcome. Throw up your hands and yell if you have to, jump up and down, or dance around — but above all else – trust and ENJOY THE RIDE!
~ Robin R. Robbins

Dear Jesus – For Those in Pain At Christmas

 Dear Jesus

Happy Birthday to You

Thank You for all that You have done

And for that which You continue to do

I am sorry I cannot smile today

Thank You for my baby boy

I love him so very much

And he is truly a joy

But I am troubled today Jesus

My heart is full of pain

It is so hard to go on these days

To want to see the sun and the rain

This year has been a tough one

Full of sorrow and loss

I do not understand today

For what we pay this cost

I know that You are good

Kind and true my Lord

But I feel as though I have be stabbed

Instead of strengthened by Your sword

I keep trying to see the blessings

Praising your name through all

But oh, it is getting so very hard

For me to stand up tall

This Christmas is a sad one Jesus

While we are to praise and celebrate You

Our hearts are heavy in sorrow

There seems so much to do

For the birth of my baby

Was to start a happy year

Yet all we seem to do this time

Is sob and shed more tears

Happy Birthday Jesus

Can You tell me please

I come to You today with humble heart

Down upon my kees

Why Dear Jesus

Must we hurt this day

For the Father’s Word tells us

That You came to take all pain away

For the little children, Lord

Left here upon this earth

Without their daddys here

To celebrate Your Birth

Why oh why, my Lord

Did they leave us this year

When there are so very many of us

Who really need them here

For what in Heaven, Father

Did You need them there today

Why did You take Kenny and Curtis

So very far away

I believe in my heart

Oh God, I know

There has got to be a reason

You are requiring us to let them go

But in this our King’s Birthday

Why must we be so sad

For Him we must Rejoice

For Blessings we must be glad

Tis Oh such a sad time

To loose the one’s we love

Praise God, that for this Birthday

We will see them again above

Robin R. Robbins


A Day That Changed My Life: In Loving Memory of Floyd A. Robbins – My Dad – November 19, 1936 – September 27, 2003

Floyd A. Robbins (Aka: Robby or Austy)

It was a Saturday, September 27th 2003. We had just returned from our Family vacation and several days on the Farm of Floyd & Loretta Robbins (My Mom & Dad) in Benton City, WA.

As my little family prepared our home for winter and I tended to my two young sons – at 12:38 p.m. I suddenly had the ‘reminder’ to call my Mother to say ‘hello’. I located my cell phone and dialed. My mother had gotten a ‘cold’ the day after we had left their Farm (we’d been home only 4 days), and there was distress in her voice.

I stated my usual cheerful “Hi Mom”… but could tell she wasn’t well. She spoke with Austin and then me.  She immediately told me that my Dad was not doing well that he had come in from the barn – which was about 100 yards from the house, he was sweating (which wasn’t unusual in Benton City heat), was pale, and had sat in his recliner chair and yelled at her to bring him some Rolaids (antacids). His chair was located in the living room, she was speaking to me from the kitchen. I asked her to check on him as a chill began to run over me…

She walked to the living room and said to my Dad, “Oh no, oh no, BABY, BABY, NO PLEASE BABY”, as she let out a cry I knew immediately… she stated to me with a desperate cry “He’s Dying”…As she watched the Love of her life slip through her hands. My heart broke as I was too far away to help them… I screamed, “Mom — hang up the phone and call 911 – NOW!”.  It was 12:47 p.m. I hung up. I hit the floor in panic and prayer — I ran outside and told Mark to PRAY – NOW – “My Dad is having a heart attack”! My children watched with wide eyes as their Mother hit the floor…

Floyd & Loretta Robbins – April 19, 1958


As I prayed, I felt my Dad’s presence with me – I thought that was quite odd. My mother called me back in despair at 12:59 p.m. as the Emergency Aid had not arrived and at one point drove PAST their Farm… as minutes passed I tried to walk her through CPR on the phone, fully knowing that too much time had passed, yet praying for a miracle. Aid arrived at 1:05 p.m. and I hung up again.

A neighbor arrived and began praying with me… I hung on to hope… I prayed “No Jesus, No, Please No”. All the while I could feel my Dad’s presence… I heard very clearly, “It’s OK, I’ve got him – let go”. Again I cried, “No Lord, No”… again I heard, “I’ve got him, let go”… I began to bawl hysterically as I knew in that moment… I must let go. I did.

My Mother called me back and said, “They have his heart beating again, but he’s not breathing on his own”. I told her, “Mom, no, he would not want to live hooked up to machines, we must let him go”. She cried – I cried. We knew. I felt him leave.

Floyd A. Robbins Family 1987

This day changed my life drastically in so many ways. My parents had been married for 45 years. Sure they argued now and then, or did not see ‘eye to eye’ on every issue — but their LOVE never faltered. I was blessed to watch this unfold throughout my life. It wasn’t long after my Dad’s death that my mother suddenly took ill with bone cancer. My family and I were there to care for her off/on for the remainder of her life until she passed in 2005. She truly did not know how to live without him.

There is nothing that can prepare you for the chain of events that follow these things… and it is my belief that we do not ‘get over it’, but that we DO ‘heal from it’. I serve a gracious and loving God. I know without any doubt — there will come a day — I will be with those that have gone before me again.

Even now, as I read my Dad’s love letters to my Mother — I am amazed at what they had! Wow! What an example they gave us! Thank you Dad! I miss you so much! Save a dance for me!

Robin R. Robbins – Living Every Day in Gratitude ~~~

Please read: A Tribute to My Dad -10-1-2003  (pdf/download)  Written October 1, 2003, I read it at his Celebration of Life:

A Proper Farewell

Celebration of Life















Floyd A. Robbins Online Obituary: http://www.memorialobituaries.com/memorials/memorials.cgi?action=Obit&memid=109330&clientid=einans

Floyd Austin Robbins Memorial – Obit  (pdf/download)

The Music from My Dad’s Celebration of Life Service:

Why She loved him so much – A Love Letter From My Dad to My Mom shortly after my Birth – EXACTLY AS HE HAD WRITTEN IT:

January 18, 1961

Hi Darling, (Robin too!)

Well here is some money for you.  Not much but all the Eagle shit this time.  Heh, heh.  Guess I don’t have to tell you to pinch every half cent of it.  You better go over and pay Chuck and Betty for those chickens though as they probally think that we are terds for not coming across at the picnic the other day, but I could care less anyway.

Well how did your modeling deal come off?  Did you make a million so we could buy us a cadillac? Ha, Ha.  Please don’t think I’m rubbing you wrong dear as I don’t mean it that way.  How was Hazel when you saw her?  I hope you told them to come see us sometime.

How are my two Dollies?  I know that your as sweet as ever and am hoping that the baby is too.  I don’t see how she could ever be any other way but you know how it goes sometimes.  Say if you answer this right away I’ll get it before we get in Friday.  They fly mail in off this tub all the time.  How about that?

Well Darling I can’t think of much to say beings I just saw you yesterday so will close for now as I have to send some messages out anyway.  Bye Bye Babies……. All my love ever Darling.


p.s. Hi Lover,

I’m on the midwatch… so I figured I might tell you and Robin that I love, love, love you both very very much.  I will have the duty Friday so don’t expect me home till Saturday sometime.  I’ll call you friday night though ok?

I love you both.

Me again.

In Loving Memory – A Tribute To My Mother

Our Family 1987

My mother was one of the finest ladies to walk this earth.  Not only was she one of the kindest spirits, known to many – but she was my absolute best friend for nearly 45 years.  She taught me how to laugh, how to love, how to be generous, honest and kind but mostly how to share every part of my life with others.  That is who SHE was… she loved everyone immediately upon meeting them without reserve, and she had no problem showing them just how special they were.  If you knew her – you knew that you could ALWAYS call her, any time day or night, and count on her for positive re-enforcement, a kind word and definitely a laugh or a giggle. Her family was her highest priority at all times.  She was a devoted wife and mother, and she totally adored her grandchildren from the day they were born – she thought they were hers and couldn’t keep her hands off of them.


Mom loved to serve others.  It was her passion, whether you were family, friend, or casual acquaintance.  If you came to her home, she immediately began to serve you – offering you food, shelter, laughter, and love.  She was bubbly and happy-go-lucky nearly all the time.  You didn’t see her depressed, or down – you always saw her smile.  She’d give you anything she had if she thought it would enhance your life somehow.  She’d spend hours laboring over her orchard and gardens just to make special juices, and jams, or other things that she loved to give to and share with others.  She planted all her trees herself and believe me – when she started out they were little sticks – not trees.  We had so much fun teasing her about her rows and rows of sticks that were supposedly someday going to produce food.  She just ignored us, and kept on babying those sticks, and sure enough – years later – there was a beautiful orchard full of delicious, organic fruit and nuts.  She was so proud of it – and of course the rest of us were pretty quiet from that point on about her ‘sticks’.


Though her roots are from Wyoming and the farming community, mom was ALWAYS a lady.  She rarely used profanity, nor did she speak ill of others.  Even while working her farm and orchard for the last 17 years, and after she got sick – she remained a lady.  Her will to live was uncanny – she never gave up.


Mom loved music and loved to dance.  While my dad was alive they experienced so much life together.  Mom learned to water ski, ride motorcycles, camp, and travel.  They took trips to Florida, Las Vegas, Nebraska, California, and numerous other places – where mom would always be laughing and spreading her joyous nature with everyone.


We picked the song, “You Raise Me Up”, to give you a glimpse of who my mother really was… she NEVER failed to ‘raise others up’.  Both my parents taught me how to climb mountains, and then how to stand a top them and take in the beauty of the world.  But my mom was the rock beneath us all.  It was her undying love for her family that held us together, and taught us truly how to climb any mountain or overcome any obstacle or trial in our life.  She never stopped believing, loving, laughing, or trying.  She’d walk beside you all the way, never complaining, and then she’d rejoice with you at the top.


I spoke with my mother often through the years about Heaven, and what it would be like.  On her last day of life I sat with her and asked her if she remembered accepting Jesus into her heart when she was young.  Mom affirmed that she had done that years ago, and she told me that she was not afraid to die, she knew where she would be going.  Approximately 7 hours later, she took her last breath.  Though my heart is broken for the loss of my best friend and mother, and I can’t imagine what my life is going to like without her wonderful presence.  I am ever so thankful and honored to have known this rare and special lady.  It was a definite honor and privilege to have been able to serve her in her last years of life, though the circumstances were heartbreaking.  Yet today, there is no doubt in my heart, that she is dancing with my dad in Heaven.  She has a new glorious body, free of disease and suffering, and I know she’s spreading her joyous laughter throughout the Heavens and having the absolute best time of her life.


Robin R. Robbins


Memorial Tribute


You Raise Me Up – Selah

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In Loving Memory of Curtis Scott Robbins: June 23, 1964 – April 11, 1995

It has been 18 years since he left us – but he is missed as though it were yesterday.

This is the Eulogy I wrote & delivered at his funeral.

Curt Sept 1987

Curtis Robbins & his Dog TD – Family Vacation in Wyoming

In Loving Memory…

Tribute to my Baby Brother Curtis


Everyone here knew Curtis in different ways.


Some of us knew him as “the guy who’d give you the shirt off his back”, or share anything he had to make you happy.


Donny, Jake, Scott, & Curtis – Halloween ‘Nerds’ 1987

We knew him as that “happy-go-lucky”, fun-loving guy, who always seemed to be able to smile and find some way to bring our spirits up if we were down.  He’d go out of his way to assist us financially, and he even on a couple of occasions risked his own life in order to save the lives of his friends, and then carried them to safety.


Curt & The Fish he caught – Potholes State Park


Some of us knew him as that ‘little-turd’, with his mischievous grin, who could playfully tease the heck out of you, on any given day. Curtis didn’t like to fight or argue, he loved to laugh and love.  He didn’t talk others down, no matter what they had done or said to him, or about him.  Curtis was always a gentleman being courteous and polite to everyone he came to know.  He worked hard, and sometimes played too hard, displaying his ‘no-fear’, ‘let’s just have fun’ attitude, but he’d always let you come along with him in either case.  He was one of the few who actually lived each day to the fullest, as if it were his last.


Curt at Jake & Suzi Anderson’s Reception

Curtis loved his family and friends more than he could ever tell us. His actions spoke louder than words for many of us, and he didn’t have to say ‘I love you’.  He did so many funny things to make us laugh, he was truly a gift – a blessing lent to us by God.  He gave us so many beautiful memories.  I am so thankful that I had 30 years to get to know him and love him.  Even though I knew his weaknesses, I am proud to be his big sister and thankful that he allowed me to be so close to him, and I for one, will forever remember his smile.  He touched so many of our lives in so many different ways…

In the words of Boys To Men;

“it’s so hard to say good-bye to yesterday.  How do I say good-bye to what we had?  The good times that made us laugh…  I thought we’d get to see forever, but forever’s gone away.  So I’ll take with me the memories, to be my sunshine after the rain…”

and I’ll rejoice in the fact that he watches over us, and that I’ll see him again one day in Heaven.

And today, as my heart breaks because he’s gone, I thank God for the loan;  for I couldn’t have asked for a better person in my little baby brother Curtis Scott Robbins.

Curt Water Skiing – Potholes Reservoir 1981

Robin Renee’ Robbins

April 17th 1995

Curt holding his baby daughter Cortni & Working via Phone







Curtis – Little Boy

Robin, Shawn & Curtis 1987