This week, my parents and I went to Cape Cod to explore. If I ever thought that I was more of a mountain person, I know now that I was very mistaken. The Atlantic was so big, powerful and beautiful. And it seemed to capture all of my hopes for the next year. It was so fun to look at my parents laughing as they were running away from the tide coming in. It was amazing to chase the tide out and then be chased by it coming in.
Christmas break has been wonderful this year. Well worth taking time off of work to go and see my parents. And as my time in Connecticut winds down, I feel a little melancholy tugging at my heart. But maybe it's just the weight of what's coming next, after all, it is a new year. With all sorts of new possibilities.