For the first time in six years, I've finally begun to be able to celebrate Christmas again. And it's the greatest miracle I could imagine.

When things are rough, sometimes you have to look back on the small things that keep you going and remember who you're most thankful for.

Life is scary. It's full of monsters, car repairs, and huge late night crowds. And though it may be daunting, it's actually kind of fun.

Which is scarier? Being rushed by two hundred preschoolers thirty pounds each or being rushed by two pigs that are three hundred pounds?

It's the end of the summer... as I reflect on how exciting it was and its many experiences, I also look at the beginning of something new.