And here you are, standing at the threshold between who you were and who you long to be. It’s not an easy place to stand, is it? One foot planted in the familiar—the routines, the roles, the relationships that once made you feel safe—and the other, hesitant and trembling, reaching toward the unknown…

Meaningful action alchemizes anxiety. Hope is not naive; it is radical. It is a defiant act in a world that tells you there is no point in trying…

As ​the year slips softly into memory, I imagine you standing in the threshold between what has been and what will be, a heart full of tender aches and resilient hopes…