At the end of this strange, dark year, I wish you light.
I thank everyone who has gifted me with light in 2020…
To the nurse who took the time to tell me how reading my Mercies of the Fallen had eased her out of her work in the middle of a pandemic to enjoy a love story held together by the notes of its hero’s penny whistle…
To my family for sending images of dogs frolicking on the Oregon shore and a baby reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You See? in sun-kissed California.
Light a candle. Be the light. We'll get through this, together.
