Y’all. 2022. I was really hopeful in November, and December was cute and then January happened and then everything started unraveling and then February was nice for a second and then it all came crashing and then March and April finished me. This never-ending winter has been one of the hardest seasons for me in a while. As confident as I am in myself and my decisions, one of the things I still struggle with is being proud of my accomplishments. Even after what I know is a tremendous struggle (even internal ones too) I find it difficult to label the results as feats or even accomplishments; but, that is exactly what they are. That being said, I am becoming prouder each day of who I am, of what I choose to be, of what I choose to do and not do, and of how I do what I do. Thank you to my Good Judy’s for gassing me up when I minimize myself. And shout to all of you for always being so supportive and for cheering me on. I’ve been working hard and so have you. I see you. We’ve got some exciting things coming up. Don’t blink. - Also, you’re welcome.