I had High Hopes for 2022.  High Hopes, and of course, Good Intentions.

I invented a 100 Day Challenge…had Big Plans…all that.  I felt like it was going pretty well.

Then in mid-January, my beloved Ma was diagnosed with terminal cancer.  

I wanted to focus on her and on our family.  She passed away in our home on February 1st.  It was both devastatingly sad, and very beautiful and filled with love.

I haven’t felt like I’ve to had much say, or been able to write anything since she died…other than to just exist with the grief of our loss, the world’s loss.  That may be nearly a first for me, being at a loss for words.

April 11th is the 101st day of the year.  This is when—before I knew what would happen—I would have celebrated the end of the first 100 day challenge and started the next one.

It’s been a tremendous period of sadness and growth.  The World seems a different World now.  Even though I’ve changed and learned a lot, I’m honestly not entirely sure what to write every day, but I am determined to try.  With any health breaks needed.

I am hopeful that something helpful or meaningful will come out of it.

-Chris