BY GILLIAN FORTIER 

I love Christmas. I love the lights hung up everywhere. I love the hunt for the perfect, most conical tree. I love the 24/7 Christmas music – except for those 3 particular songs that include teeth, Grandma, and shoes. Those, I skip. And I love the Christmas cookies.

​For the past four years, one of my best friends has hosted a Christmas cookie exchange. Several of us, our moms, our sisters, and our grandmas get together and bake an assortment of cookies of which Alton Brown would be proud (Okay, a girl can dream about her baking prowess, but anyway).

BY BRI AREY

​In any kind of therapy, there's a lot of talk about forgiveness. Forgiving others, having others forgive you, forgiving yourself. but one I've been working on lately isn’t always talked about as much: I've been focusing on having my body forgive me.
 
From a scientific standpoint, I know that physical bodies are not sentient beings. Muscles, nerves, organs, etc. They do not understand the concept of "forgiveness" but I do.