For Christmas 2010, I went to Syria. It was beautiful, and I was so impressed by the hospitality of the people. I would go back.

And now... that beautiful place is hurting, crumbling.

I spent the summer with refugees. None of them Syrian that I know of, but next summer they probably will be. I hope I can tell them I've been to their home and how beautiful it was.

It is a bit crazy to think that a place I've been, that I really enjoyed, is producing refugees now...

just crazy.