… And I’m 25 days late in greeting it, and you, in it. But I’ve been blessedly swamped with work lately. And then on Saturday, I tried a new sport:
My hips are screaming at me today, but I’m grateful for socially distanced activities so I can see my dear friends and get out of the house. (A bonus that the women below are insanely talented local writers who like craft beer and chocolate as much as I do!)
So – my belated wishes for a happy new year. I am hoping for a kinder year. I am hoping to get to spend time with more friends and family this year. (Wear a damn mask.) I am hopeful for a greater peace.