Signs of Life

The noises and messes and struggles of life are precisely the things worth living for.

This morning, shortly before the dawn broke on Louisville, I was sitting on our living room sofa and contemplating how our home seems to stay in a perpetual mess for the longest time. Even with as much attention as my wife and I give to it, clutter seems utterly resilient. Clothes, toys, books, wrapping paper on the floor; on the coffee table, more of t…