Goodbye, 2025 — and good riddance!
I’d rather forget almost everything about you, December excepted. You began by bleeding into the ill-fated year before you, inheriting its horrors — and faithfully preserving them. If anything, you managed to outdo them. We Boomers — and all our hopes and expectations about the world we thought we would grow old in — went down hard, gear and all.
You’ve brought back into currency a phrase we used to repeat as teenagers: “Stop the world, I want to get off.”

For 2026, I wish the same thing for us all: good health and a bit of luck.
As for me, I hope I can find refuge in my renewed project — a place where I feel truly supported and accompanied by all of you.

Thank you, my friends — every single one of you — for your generosity.

Sending hugs to everyone — and HAPPY 2026!
Maja

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