On January 3, in the emergency room with a broken mfemur,I realized my year had ended before it began. I had fallen 20 feet in a climbing accident in a gym in Atlanta. My hospital room was flled with my family, my partner and fruit freshly cut by my mother. “It'll heal," said my surgeon.Twelve months, multiple quarantines, and one healed femur later, I look 20 feet around me and still see my family, my partner, and freshly cut fruit. I feel hopeful that next year will lead to further healing. -Melissa Zhu