New Year!
In 2020, my first journal paragraph read,
“Day 1 of 365. The first day of 2020. I remember the year 2000 and how alien that was. I was in Dallas TX December 31, 1999 with the Buffalo High School band. What a great trip. We spent New Year's Eve at Southfork Ranch (house used for the show Dallas). Last night, I slept well. This year has such promise. It will be a great year. How could it not be with the name 2020?”
And there it was--my journal entry to be proven wrong. It was a terrible year for people all over the world. Covid related medical issues and deaths, plus financial. In the next two years, I would lose five close neighbors and my brother, one neighbor was Covid related.
It was a bad year, followed by another.
Let’s not forget the toilet paper shortage or how I continue to overstock.
Last year, 2025, was not the best either. I had medical issues that required physical therapy. In May, I lost my precious eleven year old dog, Millie. After that, my daughter had surgery and recovery went well until it didn’t. She nearly bled to death in the ER because they wouldn’t take her back—until she fainted. My son had an accident that could have easily taken his life. Also, in my opinion, our country is a mess and that plays on my mind and heart each day.
In the middle of it all, though, I still recognized my blessings. PT made me stronger. My limp is almost conquered. Millie is no longer suffering. My daughter healed. My son only has a smallish scar. My mom celebrated her 87th year. I’m physically able to host our family gatherings. We’re all relatively healthy, have jobs (not me though 😇), own cars and homes and we visit all the time. I am blessed.
I hope 2026 will flood you with blessings and joy.
T.
Picture 1: Seeds from my dad's hollyhocks with a bee, grown in my yard this year. He was known for his hollyhocks and irises.
Picture 2: Coreopsis
Picture 3: Coneflower
Picture 4: Two of my many sunflowers.
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