Jan, 21st 2022. I thought I knew pain before this date. I was sorely mistaken. The words don’t exist to describe this, so I won’t try. But I do have the words to describe the gratitude for everything that makes this pain possible.
We’ve all been given lemons in the last year, and the lemonade hasn’t been easy to make. But believe me, you’ve already made more than you think, and keep making more everyday. Don’t stop.