It's been an interesting start to the year so far. On day 1, while walking my dog, I slipped on a sheet of ice as I was crossing the street and I fractured my fibula and suffered a high ankle sprain. I knew the expression "Break a leg" was supposed to be a term of endearment and signify wishing someone good luck, but I never knew I'd take it quite so literally.
Here's the thing though - when I was walking my dog on the morning of January 1st, I was walking with someone I never thought I'd walk with again. I had recently reconnected with someone from many years ago, someone who has held an important piece of my heart. I was walking that morning with such gratitude about all the things to look forward to this year. This may sound strange, but breaking my leg on the first day of the year while I was overwhelmed with happiness felt fitting - the yin and the yang of life, I suppose. And even though I am currently wearing a boot and facing physical therapy, I still have the same optimism and joy for the year to come.
Of course, there will be struggles and I'm not blind to that. Since I broke my leg, my team found out we'll be losing someone dear to our hearts who embodies hard work, a peaceful energy, a genuine heart, and an optimism that is relentless. Ashley is a gift to the world, and it will be interesting to see where her journey goes next, even though I'm sad she is leaving us.
So while there will be bumps along the way, I can feel it in my bones (even the broken ones) that 2023 is going to be the best year yet. The year of joy and love! Where our dreams are met - work-wise and personally. So let's get after it. I know I am.