2025
Last night, I met some of my closest friends – people I love; people who have made me feel loved. We talked about our new year’s resolutions: fitness, travel, meeting more frequently. We talked about more personal goals. And I don’t know if it was the wine, the setting, the general gaiety of the season, but I was just so happy. And that happiness is, to a great extent, still with me, even as I spend the afternoon by myself, my mother off having lunch with friends and our cats and dog enjoying a post-lunch nap. And this seems like the perfect time to reflect on the year that was 2025. I don’t know if this serves any purpose, but it feels like such a natural need: to look back at the year you survived as you step into another. I wanted to see what I wrote in the past few years but I seem to have skipped a recap post in 2024 and 2023. I don’t know why, but it could be because most of both years were spent being careful. They didn’t feel like real years, much like those covid years did...