I asked you to send me a six-word memoir to describe 2022. Here are all of our responses - fragmented collage of a year in our lives. Thank you for sharing with me.
Some bad some fine some good.
Got married, now might shave head.
Settled in. Bought camera. Got married.
Ashley as a bride - I love.
Said “I do” - then we partied.
So don’t look back in anger.
“I’m about to go goblin mode.”
Quit job, wedding, cross-country move.
My sister lives in town now!
I love Sarabeth you and Andrew - that is 6 words right?
Our first full year of love.
Somehow all my downs were ups.
The joy of having energy reciprocated.
I found a partner I love.
Learned I would be a father <3
Learned I would become a mother.
Slept less, but worked less, #babylife.
So damn tired, but she’s everything.
Trying to nap when baby does.
Patience, giggles, realization, distance, hot dogs.
Sloppy joe slop sloppy joe sloppyjoe.
Marbled eggs. Thirty seconds. High heat.
Lovin life while I’m in Pittsburgh.
Are you home yet? Say yes…….
My hair, everywhere in our apartment.
Live music made me feel alive.
Tangling with the german grocery store.
Nourished by toast, walks and seltzer.
Got on planes, felt so free.
Escape Surprise Age Clarity Loss Dreams.
Brooklyn park summer with my brother.
4th of July on a pontoon.
A Goldendoodle running through farm fields.
Long drives, car snacks, and podcasts.
Traveled, turned 30, traveled some more.
Biked, hiked, wept, slept, bopped, flopped.
Worked hard, played harder, ate cheese.
Say something about your new fridge.
I taught myself to mend clothes.
We remembered the importance of electricity.
Light or heat? Light wins, everytime.
Surviving despite some grueling, relentless cycles.
Lessons, exciting, hardship, growth, love and blessed.
close calls and disappointments were humbling.
What do you want from life?
2022 is better than in 2020.
She opened herself up to happiness.
Never walking alone - the Reds fans.
Good food. Great times. Better friends.
Lots of faces; old and new.
The refrigerator is now magnetic. Wow!
I’ve been high, I’ve been low.
My back broke, I was floored.
A bitch. A hard, long bitch.
Lost more than I ever have.
Everything is hard, I love you.
Life’s a rollacoaster, gotta ride it.
I got hit by a car.
i started praying again. it helped.
Vulnerability, growth, reflection, joy, sunshine.
Mine can’t be put in print.
Do I even like to write?
Love my life, scared to death.
Six bottles killed on New Years.
Andrew drank two bottles of Prosecco.
Only thirty bottles of Prosecco left…