As we prepare for family and discussions of religious, political, and intellectual freedom, my family celebrates the year marker of a different kind of freedom.  Freedom from the Year That Was, moving past a dark time and into the spring.  My son returns to school, the crocuses bloom in the yard, the weather goes from 80 degrees to 20 and back again, and the light is brighter, new.  We wish for freedom for all people.

Happy spring.