Since once again, I have not achieved perfection in 2025, I will continue my quest in ‘26. It’s never too late to improve, and although I’ve been at it for a very long time, I keep hope alive.

I’m not sorry to bid farewell to 2025.  It was a disruptive year for me—moving twice (not by choice) and the second move, a huge change in lifestyle, from totally independent living in the bustle of Cambridge’s Harvard Square to not-so-totally independent living, five miles away surrounded by woods. 

On the other hand, Seth’s wedding in Brazil was a complete joy, one long-awaited.  And his brother’s family continue to make me proud as can be. All good.

Here’s hoping for a peaceful and prosperous 2026.

And thanks for reading 80-something!