twenty-six...
in twenty six
This time last year, I was excited about the blank canvas of the year that lay ahead! I was eagerly chasing dreams, carving out goals, and ready to embark on my journey with WILD–my word of the year.
I wouldn’t say that I was naive, exactly… but I was wholly unprepared for how unpresidented things could continue to become. While I had no faith in the incoming administration, I did have an unwarranted amount of faith in our Congress to keep some things in check.
Many hoped things would not happen because of the nightmare snowballing in America. I’m heading into another new year as exhausted as everyone else is, but still mustering some hope. There will be no cutesy 2026 Bingo card this year; that was an absolute bust. And though not everything was due to the state of us, many things were.
This new year will still have a word (and when I tell you that I had no idea how WILD things would become, how that would challenge me…) and I will be heading into January with a list of twenty-six things I’m aiming for. Some I will more than likely fall short of, and that’s ok.
This year, so many of us are bruised, limping (if not crawling) into the new year, but still we are here. I am going to show up for myself and continue to show up for you.