Oh hey, 2025. Happy New Year, friends. Or not so happy.
I posted this on Instagram the other day. Not what I wanted to post at the beginning of 2025. Uff. This year is off to a rocky start. We are just about half way through January, and I’d like to ask for a do-over already.
The year started well enough. I rang in the new year in the best way possible – which was with my family in Germany. I hadn’t been able to do this in a while, so it felt like an extra special start to (yet) a new year. But then things went downhill from there.
A few days later, I had to attend the funeral of my childhood friend’s father, someone who was dear to me and my family. He passed unexpectedly before Christmas. Then, Jon and I traveled back the US on January, 6 just to find out the next day that Jon’s Mom was hospitalized in the UK (just before returning from her own European Christmas holiday) and wildfires had broken out in Los Angeles.
Did I already mention that Jon and I got sick a day later with a cold virus (which I blame on multiple coughing people on the long-haul flight), which took me out of commission for a week and forced me to drop out of the Power Zone Challenge I just started? No? And on top of everything else, my mom was hospitalized yesterday. (She’s ok.)
Oh, and let’s not forget that there is still a war going on in Gaza and Ukraine and that Tr*mp is officially going to be inaugurated (again) in just a few days.
The world feels heavy and I feel so behind on everything.
Tell me something good.
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