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2020: A year of grace & grief, of laud & lament.

As the familiar Ecclesiastical prose has captured since time immemorial – to everything there is a season. In reflection, one cannot deny that this year comprised them all.

Here’s to the weary, the whiplashed & worn.

Here’s to the beginnings that resulted from deeply felt ends.

Here’s to the binds that held us up, held us back, & somehow, when vulnerably shared, held us together.

Here’s to the history makers, the history repeaters, & the humble inquirers of wisdom past for present understanding.

Here’s to the breakthroughs, the breakups, & the bound-up broken in-betweens.

Here’s to our shared humanity & our infinite differences.

It ALL mattered. Because people ALWAYS matter.

Even in the shadows, the silence & sorrow songs that echoed to eternal ears.

Here’s to another turn ‘round the sun.

May the coming dawn shine fresh mercies upon us all.