The concept was simple. Every night, write down something – anything – that I was grateful for that day, fold it and pop it into a glass jar. For 365 days.
In the spirit of giving thanks, I decided to go public with some of the entries in my gratitude journal. My goal was to compile a list of things that not only myself, but many others can also feel thankful for. As you read this list, try to figure out how many of these blessings you have experienced in your own life.
What I do not regret is this: my struggle shaped me, and changed me, and helped me become the person I am now. That is, a woman that seeks progress, not perfection. A woman who knows that no matter how far down you go, you can come back, a mother that has earned her way back into this precious boy's life, and learns every day how to parent better.
I have been deeply moved by these pictures of the Pope touching the man with the disfigurement that have gone viral across the Internet. Not because the Pope is doing something supernatural or mystical to that of other human beings, but because pictures like these still get a reaction