I started playing hockey again last year. I'm so grateful that Jillian encouraged me to start playing again when we moved back to Canada. It had been close to 20 years since I played any kind of organized hockey. I'd skated a few times over the years, but I can't remember the last time I even owned skates. Thankfully, I learned to skate when I was 4 or 5 years old, and you don't lose those skills (entirely, anyway).
One great thing about living in Miami is the presence of the Florida Panthers. Don't get me wrong–it's patently absurd that there is a professional hockey team in South Florida. But as a transplanted, die-hard hockey fan, I have grown to appreciate that the Panthers’ desperate attempts to draw fans to their games means that I get to see my beloved Maple Leafs for a fraction of the cost of a ticket at the ACC in Toronto.