My 2025 was difficult because it took over 6 months to recover my strength after my open-heart aortic valve & ascending aorta replacement in November 2024.
Also, we had to euthanize both our dogs within the past month. (14.5 and 15.5 years old).
On the good side, DH stopped smoking when nodules were discovered in his lungs…fortunately scarring, not malignant.
How about you’all?
Wishing all METARs a very happy, healthy and prosperous 2026.
Wendy
Same wish for you, Wendy.
2026 marks our 40th year in the US. I’ve designated it as The Year of Accomplishment. 2025 was a fairly grim year. Husband’s scare with his aortic valve and HALT….thankfully short lived.
The albatross making multiple challenges to the divorce settlement that were almost more stressful and financially draining thanhis shenanigans leading up to the divorce throughout 2024 but those too look to be running out.of steam (or more likely his legal bills are mounting and his pettyfogging legal crew aren’t too altruistic)
Daughter, granddaughter and I are all revisiting a shared music background (obviously the bebe is something of a beginner) but with piano, flute, and recorder back on the docket, the Kanneh-Masons need to watch out🤣
I’ll say. In more ways than one.
Luckily most of the rest of the market did not mirror this performance, although I think the country itself might have. 
Dad came home from Rehab on Dec. 19, the Friday two weeks ago. He has been a huge amount of work for all of us. Particularly for my mother. I have stopped my trek to Boston because their spare bedroom now has a 24/7 caregiver. My sisters live closeby my parents.
Dad is in a wheelchair for the last two days; he stopped walking. Not to make anyone here worry. It is not that simple. He is on a sleeping pill to help him get into a more routine sleep and allow my mother to sleep. As he comes to tolerate the sleeping pill at night, he will walk again. For the last two days, he was fatigued. Yesterday he went for a long, long walk down the corridor of his apartment building. He was better yesterday, because while seated, he was moving the wheelchair with his feet.
In the next few days, he should be walking again. He was going to bed at 7 and waking at 2 am. Mom could not sleep. Worse, he might have begun to want to leave the apartment at 2 am. That could land him in a nursing home if the outcome were bad. He has to sleep through the night.
Personally, I am having success, but work worries me. I do not know if we will declare layoffs, very possible. I am somewhat insulated by seniority and availability, but that does not mean much. At the same time, I should be getting a raise this month. Ironic.
The video game is going to wrap up production in January.
In my last conversation in October, the week before Dad fell on the back of his head, I mentioned having a second game concept. Saying to him that my MIT nephew, when hearing of the ideas involved, “he said, ‘wow’, and his jaw dropped to the ground”. Irony, Dad’s retort was, “Did it break?”
One sister has bought an apartment on the high ground in the Southern Dublin suburb where my Grandparents had lived. I told her if the money is there, I’d be a neighbor.
