Robbyn Blick

me & my boys


Posted By on Jan 11, 2019

I’m giving myself permission today. Permission to feel heartache, but also feel healing. My 5th son, Zion Isaiah, turns 5 today, which means it’s been 5 years without him. His 10 days here on earth were days lived breathing in a miracle and truly learning that life is a gift. That love is the answer. And every life matters, and every day has purpose. These past 5 years have been full of heartache and healing, and today...

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You are not forgotten

Posted By on Apr 25, 2017

Yesterday was the first time I heard the words, “I forgot about him.” Those four words have haunted me these last three years. That one day, my precious Zion, would be forgotten. I was talking to acquaintances as Jett was being himself, interjecting hilarious side comments and fully aware he was captivating my audience. As he rode off on his bike, my neighbor noted his ability to initiate conversation with adults. I agreed...

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3 years

Posted By on Jan 11, 2017

Healing: the process of making or becoming sound or healthy again. If I were to choose a word for this past year, it would be healing. Part of me cringes when I say the word. Because how do you heal from loss? How do you find healing in such pain and darkness? How do you pick up the shattered pieces of your heart and put it back together? Healing is a process. And it hurts. Healing is a daily choice of steps towards Jesus and allowing...

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Burgers, Beers & Tears

Posted By on May 2, 2016

It’s Monday. I have a lot to do. We got home from vacation and it’s just been a complete whirlwind of chaos. Huge projects and deadlines for my husband, end of the year school demands, and of course a dirty house and piles of laundry to tackle.  I’ve gotten a few things crossed off my list, but my mind has been pretty consumed today. Over the weekend, our church had an amazing opportunity to bring in the well...

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Posted By on Mar 18, 2016

I’ve been thinking about this a lot. We all want to protect our kids. From anything bad in the world. We want to keep them safe, protect their innocence, and shelter them from any harm. We can put up boundaries so they won’t get hurt and shield them from experiencing pain in life. We currently have a trampoline, it has no netting or padding. Ya, I know. That’s really scary for many of you moms. I get the looks from...

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Posted By on Mar 7, 2016

My dear mama friends who are living after loss, It hurts. And it’s hard to explain. The days go on, but our stories remain. Our stories are so complicated with emotions of pain and heartache, anger and sorrow. Our memories leave us in chaos, living after loss. Our very being entangled with coils of grief, we walk different and even cast a different shadow. Our hearts beat out of rhythm. Our minds captivated with thoughts of you....

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Posted By on Jan 26, 2016

We all have them. Now, I’m not talking about the weird ones you have when you wake up terrified from the giant waffle chasing you. My son, Roman, has this reoccurring dream and our breakfast table conversations often trigger the details-giant waffles attacking him. A forest of giant bacon and eggs, and waffles. My reoccurring dream since I was a little girl is flying. Yes. I know… you can fly too? Well, whenever there is danger, all I...

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I always wanted to be a mom. I mean, babies. So cute and squishy. As a little girl I would pretend to have a baby on my hip while talking on the phone and cleaning the house. In my mind, motherhood had a perfect pitch and was never out of tune. And then I became a mom. I never knew what a selfish person I was until I had my firstborn son in 2005. I mean, this baby needed me… like all of the time! And not only that, but I didn’t...

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Posted By on Jan 11, 2016

Two little lanterns. Two years later. Two years ago you changed our world forever. I remember the very moment I laid eyes on you, I think about that moment often. My eyes full of fear, but yours full of peace. In the midst of my chaos, you were my calm. In all of the unknown, you were my clarity. In all of the doubt, you were my wonder. Loving you, was the only thing I knew how to do. Happy Birthday, Zion. We will celebrate your...

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