2021 🌻🌈✨💗

2021 🌻🌈✨💗

Endless, limitless gratitude for the past twelve months, which contained joy and stress, bursts of beautiful creativity but also heavy burn-out, isolation and sadness, but also community and hope.

The Vaccinate South Philly campaign, plus primary canvassing, and the sweet work of the community fridges taught me so much about the imagination required of us all to create the world we want to see.

The characters I got to breathe life into taught me about bravery, patience and tending to my own garden so that I can keep telling love stories for many years to come.

Our semi-nomadic lifestyle is the gift I treasure fiercely - we camped and camped some more, and I did a solo trip that healed my soul. We visited Ithaca, the Fingerlakes, Maine, New Hampshire and parts of Vermont. We lived in the Catskills and the Berkshires. We spent a lot of hours on quiet hiking trails beneath the trees.

I wrote, and revised, and wrote, and revised. Hugged readers and author pals at Indies Invade. Read books ferociously. Had pink hair for a bit. Got a big tattoo and an even bigger Christmas tree. Spent a lot of time with my dog. Tried to appreciate beauty no matter how small.

Loved my city. Loved my friends. Loved my husband. Loved.