Between taking down the lights and looking ahead
My sons and I will ease into a quiet year’s end, and honestly, I’m perfectly content with that. This weekend, they’re breaking down Christmas. I put it all up; they put it all away. That system works well for us—and everyone knows their role.
I’ve already tackled the One More Room and its particular brand of holiday chaos, which always looks worse before it gets better. Whew— It looks pretty much normal again—no boxes, gift bags, ribbons, or tissue paper scattered everywhere.
I’ll bake gurabija as we go, and slowly return all the things I tucked away to make room for Santas, snow people, and the rest of the holiday décor. One shelf at a time. By Monday, I’ll feel like I’ve officially reclaimed the house from Christmas—and I’m looking forward to that feeling.
Looking ahead, I plan to write more blogs in 2026—about family, some travel, gardening (I truly can’t wait to get started again), and the small moments that make up everyday life. The everyday things tend to matter most anyway. I’m sure I’ll also share excerpts from upcoming books, announcements, and my own particular thoughts. As always, it will likely be a mix—cheerful, informative, reflective, happy—day-in-the-life moments, family stories, and everything in between. That blend feels honest to who I am, and it’s the way I like to show up here.
I like to think there are new readers—of my books and of this blog—who find that mix comforting, interesting, or simply good company. And for those who don’t, I can only suggest scrolling by when the subject doesn’t appeal—no hard feelings at all.
Before closing the door on this year, I keep coming back to a simple thought:
“New Year’s Day is every man’s birthday.” — Charles Lamb
Meanwhile, for this final blog of 2025, I wish each and every one of you a happy New Year, a teetering stack of to‑be‑reads, and a wonderful, healthy, and loving 2026—whatever shape it may take.
— Sanela
Author Sanela Ramic Jurich