2024 was one of the worst and best years of my life, paradoxically for the same reason. I had cancer, radiation, two major surgeries that had me on my back most of the summer. Against that, my wife, family, and friends showed up for me in a truly profound way. Especially my wife. It makes me well up to think about it. As we turn the corner on the year, my prognosis is, luckily, very good. I’ve regained my fitness and energy. Exciting developments are afoot with the Matter team. My two year old son is flourishing and I can wrestle with him. My relationships with the people who matter in my life have deepened and I cherish them more than ever. For whatever reason this George Saunders line has been rattling around in my head the past week, a prayer for the new year: “Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.” Welcome, 2025. While it’s only getting weirder from here, may we lean into love.✌️