Hello 2026

2025, like most years, was a mixed bag. The entirety was overshadowed by health issues--it feels oddly apt that these seem to be wrapping up as the new year begins--and by adjusting to life in the UK. I started a new job, a few new hobbies, and met some great people. I found new favourite books and visited new cities. I grew closer to family and friends and even to myself.

I spent yesterday at a local reserve. As we watched two long-tailed tits land feet from the hide, my friend asked me if I had any resolutions. To find more of this, I thought. Drinking piping-hot tea from a thermos in 0 degree weather; spotting the fattest bullfinch I've ever seen; spending more time in nature; creating new connections.

Look how chunky he is. I love him.

I've had the last three weeks off from work, and even though I like my job, there's something about disconnecting that puts life--puts the passing years--into perspective. Oh, I still have the standard list made up of weight scales and language lessons and to-read shelves. But sitting on the balcony in a small Portuguese town, watching the stars with my husband and a glass of wine? I want more of that. Noticing the birds and the people as I take my morning walk? That. Picking up a random book from the library and falling in love? Yes. Freezing in a hide? More.

I guess I'm saying that there are plenty of ways I'd like to improve myself, but the biggest one seems to be connecting to what's around me. As cheesy as it sounds: finding joy in the little things. Being grateful for trials that have passed, and adventures yet to come, but mostly for the here and now.