My cousin Robyn

A wonderful thing happened to me when I was five years old, and I didn't even know it. "What was that wonderful thing?" you may ask. That was when my cousin Robyn was born.

Now many of you know that I just turned 55, so why am I waking up now and talking about this? Because sometimes, in those quiet moments when I'm not really busy with anything, or hounding Zoe about something she should (or shouldn't) be doing, I just sit and think about the things that I'm grateful for, and Robyn is at the top of my list.

We have had our moments throughout our lives where we've been extremely close and then other times where we have been out of touch for a while, but that has never diminished our feelings for each other. We've gone through a tremendous amount together.

Anyway, my cousin is a sweet, funny, caring person who is coming into her own and finding herself and I think it is a miraculous journey. Part of that is her discovery of her desire to contribute to the world. She has found her niche. She rides her bike to raise funds for multiple sclerosis

Now why am I giving you this information? Because my cousin has promised to dye her hair purple (permanent dye) if she reaches her fund raising goal of $250. Her goal is a rather modest one and I'd really like to see her with purple hair, so follow my lead and go contribute to her page. I promise to post a picture here with Robyn and her purple hair so you can see what I'm talking about.

Thanks!