
It’s very, very cold here today. The wind lasted over 24 hours and was relentless. Thankfully, it has left us and it’s much quieter this morning. Don told me a funny thing: we were outside the other day, salting the ice that had formed on the parking area and driveway, shoveling excess snow, etc. At the end of it all, he had the thought “Well, we did it. We made it through the winter!” And then he realized that it was only December. We had three more months to go.
And on that note, I am ready to let go of 2025, which hasn’t been the kindest year for us and for so many of our friends. Nor has it been kind to our country and our fellow citizens. I pray that things change in 2026. Frankly, the sooner the better. Tomorrow would be a good choice.
We have found pockets of joy this year. I am ever grateful for my husband, who knows when I need to laugh and promptly does or says something that produces the desired results. Like everyone who is sane, I have felt anger and rage and sadness over what is happening in our country. It has taken a toll on me. And on Don. We’re not special. Everyone I know feels the same way.
I’m reluctant to take down the Christmas tree and the decorations around the house. Of course, I feel that way every year, but especially so this year. We need the sparkle and the lights. I imagine everything will stay in place until Epiphany, at least. There’s not been much needle drop yet, though parts of the tree are getting dry.
We’re at the end of the year. Here’s to a better year for all. May 2026 bring desperately needed change in Washington DC and a measure of peace to all of us and to the world.
I send you best wishes for a Happy New Year. Love to you all!
Stay safe.
Happy Wednesday.




