Happy 2017, friends! We rang in the new year last night with my sister and brother-in-law. A delicious dinner, a cozy fire, music, and bubbly. I even made it until midnight and watched the ball drop thanks to Chris, who went upstairs and lulled our coughing, feverish girl back to sleep. We’d been watching Mumford & Sons live at Red Rocks. I told my sister “I Will Wait For You” was the song I sang during those long years we were trying to get pregnant. It was my hymn. The song is all about waiting–“But I’ll kneel down/wait for now/I’ll kneel down/Know my ground”–and yet it has a galloping rhythm. The banjos race. That was my inner state for almost three years. And now here we are, our daughter almost three years old. She is the reason I will always believe in magic as much as persistence. Never have I wanted something or someone so much in my entire life. I keep thinking about the future, my many goals, the list I wanted to have ready for the first day of the new year. But I realized, I’m still reflecting. I was so grateful for the chance to think of that song, of everything it meant to me, the chance to look at how far we’ve come.
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