Quoting Neil Gaiman…

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

I posted this several years ago and decided it was really appropriate to post again.  May you also share special moments with good friends.  (Today is the 20th anniversary of my first date with my husband.  20??  How did that happen?)