We moved offices this past week and I found a post-it buried in a desk drawer with this quote scribbled on it:
"There are years that ask questions and years that answer."
2012 felt like a year of many questions for me, not anything dramatic or alarming. It was just a year I questioned myself some and felt a little uneven in my footing. So much good stuff, but a lot of noise in my head, too, if that makes any sense at all.
Anyway, I think 2013 might have some answers.