When you step out on the ice, your heart starts to race. you feel your knees begin to buckle and that first fall somehow gives you the confidence of something new. the ball begins to drop and you can feel that same something new give you goosebumps. hope counts down and reflection drives through your veins. the stars remind you that this year was a challenge for all. without warning signs from above. it was a beautiful war skating onto thin ice. and we didn’t fall in. we rose. we rose stronger than anything or anyone.