As 2015 turned into 2016, my dad led our group of friends and neighbors in a version of Auld Lang Syne that mostly involved the first two lines and a lot of indistinguishable humming. I always treasure that moment of transition, because it feels like we are joining centuries of people before us in celebrating a new year, but also mourning the passing of the previous. 2015 held beautiful adventures with beautiful people and I loved spending time remembering the moments that made me feel alive. I created beautiful images, climbed mountains, witnessed devastating storms, grieved the passing of precious friends, fulfilled a childhood dream of cheering on the US Women in the World Cup, explored my ancestor's hometown, told incredible stories, rejoiced in my second wedding anniversary, petted/tried to pet many cats, enjoyed my family (including my inlaws!), and witnessed the glorious creation of a gracious God.