2009 was Quite a Year.
So much so that it gets capitalized.
To appreciate it, one must back up into the end of 2008 with the death of my Grandpa, the loss of my dog, and the gift of a pregnancy.
Then the whirlwind of the new year: the decision to move, to build, to buy, to rent. To race the birth of the baby. To be established. To renovate. To wait. and wait. and wait.
To languish in doubt.
Frustrated by my own limitations.
To revel in a promise fulfilled.
To be at peace.
And I cut all my hair off to