Last summer, I made the decision to disconnect. I logged off Facebook and Instagram for the summer and I did not check my email for ten long weeks. I read only the books I felt like reading and wrote only the things I felt like writing. The result was one of the happiest summers of my lifetime.

She knew he was leaving. She mentally prepared her mind for it, as well as she could with the short notice of it all. She told herself it was only 12 weeks. They will have a lifetime together after. In 38 short days, he will be coming home briefly for their wedding. With him leaving though, it was. That was one thing she was bad at. She had just gotten used to all of the new change in her life. Now life was being altered again. Why are we laying on the kitchen floor? A few.

Watching my sons dog for a few days. I volunteered to go over to my sons Saturday and Sunday to watch his dog Jack. The fresh air and walks were good for both of us! .

Finding peace in a busy life. As we were walking from the car to the park, in the rain, my darling daughter is bouncing and laughing. She is gushing about how great this is going to be, and how much fun she will have.

Not the first or the last time you will visit. Please go away and visit someone else. One thing about having a list is the sense of accomplishment as each item is checked off. As soon as I hit.

Save Draft, No Publish! Getting past the draft stage is rough. What did I write again,. Words are not flowing,. Distance between me and my words increases,.

Matthew and I share a special bond. Last night was the final evening visiting family in Florida. The weather was terrible, but the company was great! We reminisced the whole evening, and laughed more than most of us had in a long time. One story, especially, had us in stitches. Not funny then, hysterical on Friday night.

A month and a day. First you count the hours. Then the realization that its a day. Each milestone with a flurry of messages. Shared moments from 800 miles away. With the ones who share the pain. Each day is not better but its less worse. But then a month and a day. And it feels like day one.

Finally a warm spring day. Sunshine wraps you like a freshly cleaned blanket. Gentle breeze whispers in your ear. Grills waking up from a long winter nap. Joyous chatter of neighborhood kids. Bikes racing, balls rolling, sidewalk chalk scratching. Making up games, changing the rules.