So, a new year begins and good riddance to 2025.  Despite how horrible it started out and how bad it continued to get, it had to give me one last ‘fuck you’.  I lost my father on Dec 23.  He had a heart attack, it was sudden and final.  

The holiday season just doesn’t fill me with joy.  In addition, my mother passed on Dec 25, my father-in-law on Dec 31 — so I no longer look forward to the time from the Solstice forward.  This is unfortunate, as this period is my favorite time of the year, it’s dark, it’s cold, it’s bleak.  The sun’s at an interesting angle for my photos, trees are bare and the air is still.

So in a way, I can accept death at this time, but it makes me sad in how it affects others.  That being said, the new year brings hope and promise.  I look forward to what I can take from it.