tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023650171330174929.post4091045103788408756..comments2024-01-06T07:07:11.838-05:00Comments on A THOUSAND MILES: Signs of LifeRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05837248029569317654noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023650171330174929.post-37205930510609399542012-02-23T17:27:51.521-05:002012-02-23T17:27:51.521-05:00I could have added, "Rocco has cool friends t...I could have added, "Rocco has cool friends too!" It did seem warmer on Sunday - surrounded by, well, 4 cool women with warm hearts. And Yep, maybe we'll be OK even if some things have changed. Enjoy Florida where the air temperature will actually be warmer. Spontaneous sidewalk chalk scribbling is good therapy.Roccohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04017912862768312067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023650171330174929.post-49332577698403453692012-02-23T08:03:10.161-05:002012-02-23T08:03:10.161-05:00Sometimes you have to search for signs of life, an...Sometimes you have to search for signs of life, and sometimes they find you. But some people, like you, take the time to notice and celebrate those easily-missed signs of life that peek through the cracks of daily living in the midst of obligations, demands, disappointments, pain, loss, overwhelming challenges and set-backs: the wonder of crossing a bridge as remembered through the eyes of children, the awesome triumph of another's first steps, the camaraderie of new friends at test-socket try-outs, the joy of discovering the perfect gift, the pleasure of sitting at an outdoor cafe in January, the coziness of an upstairs stay on a snowy day, the feelings of warmth and support in spending time with good friends and the delight of stumbling upon happy messages written in sidewalk chalk. So... you continue to walk forward, sometimes getting through the days step-by-step instead of mile by mile, but always noticing signs of life where others might see only resignation, defeat and despair. Despite the enormity of the task ahead and the daily rigors of the journey itself, you never fail to stop and smell the flowers along the way! You told me to be strong on Day 1, and you continue to teach me how... day by day by day. You are truly an inspiration:)Mom Levhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00700679963804349292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023650171330174929.post-36233979575121822832012-02-22T06:57:52.320-05:002012-02-22T06:57:52.320-05:00I knew we were near your house but didn't real...I knew we were near your house but didn't realize that was your patch of pavement! Thanks for providing us with some unexpected and uplifting fun :)Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05837248029569317654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3023650171330174929.post-90911653014371480052012-02-21T23:06:12.692-05:002012-02-21T23:06:12.692-05:00You know that's my house? Four kids you know h...You know that's my house? Four kids you know had the chalk outside the day before and not all the pieces made it back inside. Skylar and Senna stopped by in the evening, and besides Rocco, someone wrote that Laura loves Michael. It was unexpectedly affirming that everybody who wrote something with that left out chalk communicated something positive.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361901854156784614noreply@blogger.com