I was running along the banks in Boston, leftover snow crunching under my feet. Cold. Dry. But there was light. I was there on a college tour with Caroline. And something hit me mid-stride: I sometimes feel frozen.  This is a turning point.  An ending, yes, but also a brand new beginning. Previously, we attended a rehearsal for Cambridge Common Voices. The energy in that room — voices blending, harmonies swelling — was electric. The kids loved having Caroline there. And watch