From LA.

It was a weekend of fireworks in so many ways. Friends had achieved life-long dreams since I’d seen them. New phases of life were happening around me in the midst of my own history. For me, that chapter was closed and yet within it, (so much) life lives on. There is hope in progress. In fact, progress may be what sustains hope and I loved seeing so much of both.

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