TWENTY FOURTEEN.

sleepingbabyTwenty fourteen. If I had to choose one word to describe this past year, it would be full. Full in that I found myself saying yes to more of just about everything. Full in that I blinked and we are back here again, an end and a beginning. So full in fact that halfway through the year my body not so subtly reminded me that time to recharge is vital. Looking back, I have to say my favorite moment of the year is a surprise. A perfect beach day in October with a setting sun, still ocean, and the opportunity for one last swim. A moment of pure appreciation. For so many things. Cheers to that my friends.