I’ve worked 2 days recently clearing the clutter out of my childhood bedroom, and I can now proudly declare that there is room on either side of the bed and at the foot of the bed to actually walk! The room seems ginormous now and my mother is getting excited about possibly using the extra space for storage – so there goes the walking room, but it was certainly a fun process going through things. I found papers that I had done when I was 4 and 5, and although I have no memories of doing them, it was nice to see how cute I was as a kid… all the weird misspellings and odd drawings, and sweet, innocent understandings of how the world worked. Your faith is rarely as strong as it is when you’re a little kid, and my drawings were evidence of that. If you haven’t revisited stuff you did as a kid in a while, go back and do that. It will make you go easier on yourself in the present. That little grimy, runny-nosed sweetheart is still in you somewhere! Try to remember what he or she was like. Thank you for reading my 117th blog.