One of the things I love about the new year is the twelve untouched months that roll out in front of me. I know that no matter what last year brought, I've been given a new opportunity and clean slate. It's like waking up early in the morning right after a fresh snowfall. Before the snowplow comes down the street. Before the neighborhood starts to clean its walks. Before the sun has had a chance to melt the snow on the pine boughs. And, most importantly, before the kids frolic in the front yard and permanently alter the once flawless blanket. Everything is new and untouched, breathlessly awaiting the sleds and the shovels, and in that moment, the possibilities are boundless. Walking into my classroom each day, I am filled with that same sense of limitless potential - it is one of the best parts of my job. Each day is a new one, fresh and untouched.