You would think after having done this three times before, I would have some sort of clue about how to start this year’s Christmas Letter. Well the joke’s on you, I still have no idea what I’m doing… so let’s get into it. Reflecting on 2023, I am very grateful for each and every one of you. That’s right, this is my Oscar’s speech moment. I am grateful for all the friendships that started, continued, or even reconnected this year....
Our third annual Christmas Letter has arrived. And like most movie trilogies, this is the one that attempts to apologize for the mess that was the sequel by trying to get back to basics. But it’s probably not quite as good as the first. (Of course, we all know the exception to that rule is the OG Star Wars trilogy, Empire Strikes Back rules them all) Boy this train is already off its tracks....
And so 2020: Round Two comes to a close. After the crazy year that was 2020, 2021 was a welcome change of pace. Even if still not really back to normal. C’mon 2022, I believe in you! This year the girls ages are even, and their school grades are odd (yes, this is how my brain tracks these things, welcome to my mind). So I have a twelve, a ten, and an eight year old - respectively 7th, 5th, and 3rd grader - running around this house....
2020, what a ride. How does one begin a Christmas letter anyways. The year started innocently enough. I think. I don’t even remember much about The Before Times. Except that I did get to host a Super Bowl party. And I was excited to do it again in 2021… There goes that plan. This girl turned 11! Mariah turned 11 this year. And she already acts like a teenager, so wish me luck....