In 2011, we saw some of the most horrific things that’s ever occurred in our lifetime. We lost a lot of things: jobs, battles, people, friends, loved ones, bits and pieces of ourselves. 

But in the midst of it all we saw beauty. Beauty in the darkness moments right before the break of dawn. Beauty in the fall, the scrapes, the lessons learned; in the breaking of the heart and weakling of the knees. Beauty in absolute uncertainty, because it means anything is possible. Beauty because the best is yet to come. Beauty because we stayed soft and breakable. We found courage in God, people and ourselves. Beauty resonated in the oomphs in our march, the thuds of our hopeful dreams, the thumps in our hearts. 

Beauty, a thousand times over. 

Thank you for being beautiful to me, for staying beautiful. Thanks for not walking away saying no goodbyes and leaving me to pick up the pieces. Thank for you for letting me take your hand like you’ve already done for me before. We made it.

2012 is just about to unfold I don’t know how else to feel. Fearfully and honestly, I’m very stoked.