This has been a rough year and it is shaping up to have a rough ending. I am going to remain hopefully. So many good things have happened these past couple months that the best thing to do is keep my head up.
I had a realization as I sat down to write that I had forgotten my word for the year. I think it was cheer but I am not certain. That word is what brought me here. It was why I started working on this. 2025 did not start cheerful and most of it was rather gloomy.
It hasn’t been an easy year, but I have tried to face everything with cheer, and my version of cheer seems to come out as grumpy determination.
I made a lot of plans and had a lot come together and even more fall through. We worked hard and got to the place I am but still not the place I want to be. We are working hard to get to that next place. At this point I’m not working on it. Someone else is and hopefully that works out.
It is a strange place to be. Stuck between two possible realities. I would like for the reality I planned for to come to be, but there are contingencies for the other one in place. Last night ended with some texts about my mother’s health that didn’t sound good. I really don’t know what happens next. This is a rough time of year and so far this has been a rough winter.
I don’t know how this year will end. It might feel very segmented. The joy of Christmas surrounded by another loss or impending loss.
I do believe the word was cheer so I will say that this started with cheer. We should focus on the good times and the good things. This might have been a difficult year. Full of loss and frustration, but there have been good times. Next year will have more of that, but it is another year. As long as we get another year we can face that one with cheer as well.
David Huzzard Writes 