01/02/2026
2025 was not my best year, but somehow, it will be my favorite. It gave me a chance to live through my child’s eyes, experience the world from his perspective. I don’t want to remember what was happening in the world, or the pain and suffering of friends and family whom I love. But this is how I choose to remember the year that gave me memories filtered through motherhood, and the chance to bury myself in creating new life. It gave me Bowen, and made us parents all over again and it made Roux a big brother.
So no - I don’t expect 2026 to be my best year either. But it’s the year that I’ll teach my littlest how to wonder and marvel at the outside world. Maybe to walk, maybe to talk. Experience his first real smile and hear his first belly laugh. I’ll watch Roux entertain him by having one of his dance parties, and I’ll see them both enjoy the feeling of green grass under their feet this summer on Fox Cross. I choose to live deliberately this small and beautiful life we have together, and hold onto every second we are given. Cheers to reveling in all that is, and can be, friends. Happy New Year. 💙