Monday, March 28, 2011. The Treasure of 11 months. But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. His little hand holding mine as I fed him. Taking naps with him curled up against me. Singing together as I put him to sleep. Hearing him hum and talk himself to sleep. sometimes he even talks and then laughs. Like he just told a joke or something. Trying not to trip over him an.

Twenty minutes passed just staring at a grasshopper on Saturday. One might say we had even developed a rapport. The grasshopper had such a regal stance on its blade of grass. Its head held high and chest pushing out like royalty. The green was in several shades, all polished and proper. Hello dear friends and family! It sure has been a while, eh? No chance for school? .

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. The most prominent idea throughout my writings is utterly simple- I believe that the only way to live is with passion. When I discover something that I like, I pour my whole heart into it. I model my humor after Gilmore Girls because Lorelai Gilmore was inspiring to me growing up.

Recovery and Living Life to the Fullest. An extremely important summer for me. The fact that these things had occurred. They were painful and, for the first time since beginning .

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