It’s Saturday morning, and I find myself wide awake at 5 a.m. Not because I had an alarm set or that I had somewhere to be. I woke to the sound of rain falling and the birds welcoming a new day. The sky was grey, and the birds had begun singing their cheerful "wake up" songs. I enjoy hearing them each day, especially in the morning. Their songs sound excited and joyful, and at times have me chuckling at how loud some of them can be, as if they are trying to outdo each other.

How Moments, Photos, and Time Shape Our Lives There was a moment the other day, nothing big, nothing planned. Just me, standing in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, morning light stretching across the floor. And somehow, without warning, I wasn’t there anymore. I was somewhere else. A time from years ago, and I smiled. That’s the thing about memories; they have a way of transporting us through time when we least expect it. One second, you’re in the present, and the next, you’

The 2026 Olympics have officially closed. For two weeks, people around the world were glued to their televisions. Folks gathered in living rooms. Strangers sat side by side in restaurants and airport lounges. Children watched wide-eyed, dreams beginning to form. We cheered and felt pride when our country's athletes stood tall, and heartbreak when they fell short. We celebrated victories and may have shed a few tears seeing defeat. We cheered for the underdog, even if they wer