Auld lang syne. 

For the old times.

This has been an extraordinary year. I bought a cool old house. I changed jobs. I overcame panic (so far). I faced death in my heart and drove toward it. I have given my children to God like never before. We haven't locked down once. My sweet little Alison came to us. Evan and Jessie got engaged and beat Covid the same week. I can go on and on. 

I am not afraid.  There is nothing that shows what we are made of like adversity. Here we are. I am better than I was yesterday, and next year will bring me closer to my truest self. 

My sweet bird sent this to me today:

Last Song of Your Life 

by Pink

If you had one song left inside your soul
What would you sing tonight?
If you had one chance left before we're old
The last song of your life
What is it you wait for? Tell me who you are
Not what you've rehearsed, all the other parts

It is of no interest at all to me
What you have or who you know
Can you tell me just where you have been?
And what you've learned from it all
Tell me what you dance for
How you've been a fool
I don't want the headlines, I just want the truth

It would be so good to see the real you again
It's been a long time, my friend
If this is the last song of your life
Then I'm inviting you to get it right

When you're authentic, you're incredible
I like the view behind your eyes
There was no one else who could break it down
And cut right through to the heart
I just wanna lie underneath this tree
While you whisper secrets on a melody

It would be so good to see the real you again
It's been a long time, my friend
If this is the last song of your life
Then I'm inviting you to get it right

Happiest New Year! 

To all the old times. 

All the lifetimes we have lived and the ones to come. I would gladly go do it all over again. And I will certainly feel that way about today. Let's live and love. This is our best time.