
Wow. What a year.

2025 was wild, unpredictable, emotional, and somehow still beautiful. It stretched me in ways I didnāt expectāand honestly, Iām proud of how far Iāve come. This was the first year since 2020 that I wrote every single month. That alone feels like a huge win. I showed up, even when things were hard. Especially when things were hard.
Because letās be real: I lost a lot this year. People, places, pieces of myself. There were moments I didnāt know how to keep going. But youāyes, you reading thisāyou gave me a space to land. A place to write about what was happening and how I was feeling. You listened. You supported. You reminded me I wasnāt alone. And Iām so thankful for that.

Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Yule, or just the joy of the season, I hope this time of year brings you peace. I hope you find warmth in the quiet moments and laughter in the loud ones. I hope you feel loved.
As always, Iāll be taking the last week of the year off to rest, reflect, and get ready for whatās next. 2026 is calling, and I canāt wait to see where we go together.
Thank you for being here. Thank you for being you.
I love you. Happy holidays!
ā Daisy



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