2020

What a year. In spite of the majority of our year spent together and at home (which was glorious,
coupled with difficult, in and of itself), we still were able to celebrate some pretty remarkable events
and experiences. This year stretched us in ways that were both wonderful and just really hard. I fought
it more than I care to admit, but I also loved it more than I imagined I could when all was said and done.

May 2021 be more kind and gentle than 2020 felt to me, but still as soul-stretching and out-of-
my-comfort zone as would be good for me. (But possibly just exactly that much and nothing more.)
Mostly, may those I love most (pictured in this small representation of the past year) know that they
are everything to me. And that I am a better wife, mother, daughter and friend because of them.
And because of this year. This exhausting, beautiful, heartbreaking, ridiculous, magnificent year.