2020….I became a mother. Our family tragically and unexpectedly lost a mother. Our daughter’s first interactions with family and friends was through glass windows. I learned that parenting without (physical) contact is incredibly lonely. We said goodbye to our first “child” our rescue dog Henry. We learned what being a good neighbor is all about and we have the best of them! The farm had its most lucrative year. I published my second cookbook with HarperCollins (the dyslexic preteen in my still has to pinch herself!) We relied on our farm crew more this season than we have in years past. They’re not just crew members, they’re goddamn angels and we are SO lucky to have them working the farm alongside us. This was the year that I had the absolute pleasure of experiencing first time motherhood with my sister-in-law (3 time zones away won’t keep us from talking multiple times a day!) We experienced our first real terrifying experiences being parents and are forever grateful for a healthy baby. My biological sister is moving two towns away!! 2020 was the year that I loved harder and deeper than I’ve ever loved. I’ve cried ugly, violent tears more this year than I’ve ever cried. This past year brought with it my first grey hairs, lots of laugh lines, and a hear that is full of so many raw emotions I’m scared to death it’ll literally break. 2020, you almost killed us. But here we are, still standing. We might be a bit wobbly but we’ve still got some fight left. 2021 I have hope.
Happy New Year to everyone who is a part of this community. XO