Sometimes it’s hard to know what to say to someone when they’re in grief, hardship, mid-serious illness, or otherwise. I experienced this the other day with a friend of mine whose son has an illness she’s virtually on call for 24/7. It had been a rough night in their house. With flaming red (gorgeous hair) I told her “I don’t know what to say other than you’re a Red-Headed Unicorn.” Because she is. She swoops in like a mythical creature and deals — all day long.
Fourteen years ago today, I was in Maui, about to get Maui-ed. I know, I’m hilariously punny. I had on the white dress, my short blonde hair was tousling in the wind, and everyone was waiting for me to walk down the aisle. I call this version of myself Robyn 1.0. She was cool, and I love her, and also she had no clue who she was or what the hell she was doing.
Also, in other (big) news, this week marks a significant milestone for me. My book proposal is ready and first round of emails to literary agents are going out today! Yayyyyy!