The simple fact that we are alive and able to welcome 2026 is already something to be deeply grateful for. Not everyone is given that privilege, and for that alone, I find myself saying thank you—to God, to the universe—for this gift that continues to be given.
The year began exactly the way I hoped it would. A slow morning. A full night’s rest after coming home late from celebrating with my siblings. No rush, no pressure. Just the husband and I moving in the kitchen, listening to music, working side by side to prepare a late lunch for our kids. And honestly, it felt just right.
Afterwards, B and I cleaned up while the husband took care of K. It felt like a much-needed reset for our home—the kind that goes beyond just tidying up. We cleaned, then took the time to clean ourselves too, and I finally sat down to sort through my journals. That alone felt grounding.
My desk, however, still leaves much to be desired. The added weight of knowing we’ll need to find a new place soon feeds the procrastination, but I also know I can’t let that stop me. I need my desk to work for me—to support productivity, yes, but also peace. Right now, it’s chaotic, and if I’m being honest, it deeply bothers me.
I also did a much-needed weigh-in and saw that I gained back 2 of the kilos I had lost. Still, it feels like a win. Losing 7 kilos without even trying is something I don’t take lightly. It simply means I need to be mindful again—of what I eat, how much I move, and making space for daily exercise.
I’m still far from where I want to be, health-wise, but I’m taking the necessary steps. Slowly, intentionally, and with more awareness this time.
I know that today is, in many ways, just another day. And yet, there is something comforting about the idea of being given a whole new year. I hope that as the days unfold, I remember to be grateful—simply for being alive, and for having my family alive, healthy, and beside me.
I hope I remember that it is okay to say no. It is okay to walk away from people who once mattered but no longer do. And that what God wills is, and will always be, what is best for me.
2025 was our first full year without Mommy. It wasn’t easy, but we made it through—with strength, with grace, and with love. As we step into 2026, I hope we allow ourselves to do what we need to do, to pursue our passions, and to continue building the life we know we deserve.