For some reason it's taken me a while to sort through all of last year -- I think because it was a particularly rich, restful year full of adventure and restoration for our family.
We celebrated big things. Mikey turned thirty. We traveled. To Puerto Rico in the spring. Then, five weeks of summer in the car with our people, up the entire East Coast, into Canada and home again. New York. The South Carolina coast. Kansas City. We added sweet baby Oscar (our littlest arrow). We left the job that Mike had worked since college - to stretch and grow ourselves. To rest. To pursue things all our own. To adventure.
We worked hard to have last year and as I think back on it, I know what a sweet gift twenty seventeen was (and still is) to our family. I don't take a single minute of it for granted either. I also know that here in the moment, I can't fully wrap my mind around what last year was for us. I'm sure in the coming months and years tiny blessings and memories will unfold and reveal even more what an utterly magical time it was.
My heart bursts with gratitude and excitement, separately and all at once. We're already two months into this new year, about to open the door and step into the third. We've found a new rhythm as a family of six (!), booked trips to here and there (with two new passports on the way), started Traction Co. Mercantile, are training for a race come end of March, and are dreaming of a big anniversary trip in the fall.
To dreaming, traveling, adventuring, pursuing, resting and growing in this coming year. Cheers!
