I have been carried through this year somehow, by family, friends, by my babies. From this vantage point, I seem to have found a kind of reverence for 2025. Remembering the depths of sorrow I endured. But also the euphoria of meeting my child. Bringing his soul into the world. Seeing my firstborn lose his first tooth. Watching him fall in love with his new brother. Gaining back confidence I thought I had lost by showing myself I can handle anything. It’s always both. The bitter, and the sweet. I think it’s all perfect. Goodbye 2025!! Thanks for toughening me up.