I think it's the human spirit inside of all of us that has an enormous capacity to survive.

Christmas was the one time of year when my brothers surfaced at home, when my parents and grandparents congregated to eat my mother's roast turkey.

I don't think I'm unusual in that, in my 20s, like many people, I felt invincible.

We all waited on an afterlife. Only I planned to be alive for mine.

Every day I have many choices to make about who I want to be.

A little goes a long way in Somalia: $5 will feed a person there for about two weeks.

I am so proud to be a Canadian.