Same Love, Different Format

No card this year. So we made a song. Hit play.

This is the Weavel family checking in. Another year came and went.

Built some things, learned again. Late nights turning plans into systems.

Trying to make time work different. Missed a call, missed a day. But the love

never drifted away. So instead of ink in envelopes, this group says what we meant.

No card this year. We went digital. Same love here. Just a different

ritual. Near or far, you're a part of us. If you hear

this, you're close enough. Feel the light, keeps the home full of life.