Signs of Life Day Twenty-Eight
In January I took a hike. It was a required hike on account of a freelance assignment, but I welcomed it heartily because I needed a free and clear break from t...
Tag: Signs of Life
Signs of Life Day Twenty-Seven
It was a crap-tastic day, the Mondayist Monday ever. I could be a real live Superwoman, what with all my super-powered self-restraint. I am amazingly restrained...
Signs of Life Days Twenty-Four through Twenty-Six
We’ve gotten hawkish with our weekends. Protective, limiting, careful. We’ve skipped church more often than ever because we need sleep, time, a brea...
Signs of Life Day Twenty-Three
It’s that time – that glorious not-too-hot, not-to-cold time of year when I am happy to sit on the front porch all day long with a beverage and a bo...
Signs of Life Day Twenty-One
I love the comfort and calm of our routine. It grounds me, rejuvenates me, and reminds me that the life we’ve chosen is right for us. What we do is not al...
Signs of Life Days Seventeen through Twenty
When Friday morning rolled around and I’d finished a laundry list of things to do, including laundry, I hibernated in my bedroom for two hours awaiting my...