This weekend we spent one of the longest nights of the year huddled with friends around cheese boards and boardgames. Around a fire, forgetting the words to songs we've sung a thousand times. Remembering first impressions and lasting embarrassments. Kids crawled over hay bales and tractors, chased by chickens and dogs. For a moment, we fell into the most classic of gendered stereotypes, while men chopped wood and women prepared lunch.
We piled into cozy corners of the house, nine deep where I laid my head among the snores, sighs, and coughs of children and adults, exhausted from work and play.
This year, like every year, I hold on to the promise of more light coming in to each and every day, pushing out darkness, ushering in new joys we can't even conceive of yet.
You guys have the best adventures. Welcome winter!
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