Robyn, I’m writing this post the most beautiful celebration of a life that I have ever experienced. I hope you won’t strike us all down for going over your stubbornly allotted 15 minutes, but that proved to be impossible. The room did not hold all the love that poured out of all those you touched. We broke fire codes, and a crowd of people had to love and celebrate you from the hallway of the beautiful building you made happen. The outpouring was overwhelming. I wish we’d been able to have a few last words about how on this earth I’m going to take care of Brian without you. I love you. I miss you. And I feel quite sure we will spend our days wishing you with us in all the moments that you should be. Soar now Bella, and if you’re able, laugh loud enough that we can hear you.
Mark Taylor
Robyn was the quiet voice that moved mountains. kind and compassionate, thoughtful and cerebral, she manifested both sides of the ‘how’ to accomplish something and ‘why’ was it worth doing. Who was...