We have a pretty sweet New Year's tradition in the McSmadon-BronSterner family (that's a surprisingly awesome mashup of the last names of my buddies). I'm not going to bother to explain it, because traditions are always boring to the outside world—a pretentious inside joke that really shouldn't be inside at all because traditions are available to everyone. Especially the tradition of the new year's resolution, which is essentially what we do. So even though the McSmadon-BronSterner family does our resolutions different, you'll never have to be bored by the specifics of it. All you need to know is that this year, I ended up with courage as my directive. There's a whole lot involved in that word, and I'm not usually good with lots. I'm better with a key phrase I can lock on to. Because that one word came with a rather garrulous analogy about a wildflower, I was able to find the key phrase I needed to guide me through the year: Surrounded by