In “White Christmas” (a holiday tradition for some Pulsiphers, much to the chagrin of others), Bing Crosby sings a song about counting your blessings. Well, I need more sleep. Does counting blessings help your infant sleep? I hope so.

Out of the chaos of this year, two things stand out to me.

1. Gideon’s birth.
2. Hitting 50,000 words on another NaNoWriMo book.

I’ve also learned a lot about how my emotions affect me. I’ve learned some of my biases. I’ve learned about my basic beliefs. I’m going into 2021 a more mature and balanced adult.

I really want to write something profound and meaningful, but I’m too exhausted. I’ll say this: in 2021, I plan to channel my frustration and anger into making a difference. I’m still working on exactly how. I will keep writing. But I’m also considering how to use what I have to improve the lives of those around me. There are so many good causes – from something as seemingly small as helping the members of my church community to bigger things like addressing the housing crisis or better childcare and family policies.

What will you do in 2021 to improve your community?