Twin digit years being lucky, I slipped into this one with humble hopes for undefined improvements.
Within a week, I’d found that lump.
It’s tough to fathom the changes that followed.
And the improvements.
I could have done without the terror, the discomfort and the physical and financial diminishments. But the net gain this year has truly been incredible.
This year I learned that life is short. That I am strong. That people are good. That my supporters are many.
And the importance of practicing joy.
This twin digit year leaves me a better, stronger, happier me.
I am immensely grateful to Mark, to Lucy, to Bayla and to everyone whose words, smiles, meals, notes, playdates, care and thoughtful actions helped create this incredible year.
And I am thrilled that I will have a chance to say some thank yous in person this Saturday as we celebrate life, good health and good, good friends. I can’t wait.
p.s. Does anyone other than Mark, Mary, Jay, Caroline and myself laugh out loud at these Arrested Development titles, I wonder?