Que Sera Sera 2025

Whatever will be will be, and maybe that will be good enough

There are lots of positive hopes being kindly traded this time of year. Hopes that this year will be better than the last, and that we will be blessed with good health and prosperity.

But what if 2025 is not better? What if it’s just another 365 days of worry and problems? What if it’s worse?

I personally don’t expect things to be great. The political climate is terrible. I’m kicking the year off with another medical problem. Family members are struggling. We bought a brand new Winnebago last year that’s been in the shop for months and still hasn’t been fixed. But I somehow feel okay. I’m not dooming or glooming.

It is a touch of grace to not be tied to positive outcomes. To not need everything to go well. My greatest hope isn’t that luck befalls me, but that I’m okay with whatever happens. I’m having a surprise taste of it. And it tastes like more.

So, my wish for you is the same as for myself. May it be the best year ever, or not. May you ride whatever tide comes with resilience, acceptance, and moments of joy.