Hey You! The Christmas season is over, you ate all the ham and cake, washed it down with some vodka or wine. I hoped that you had fun but 2025 is now gone. Guess what?! you did it! You made it. You are here in this new year with me. Ain't you thankful?! I am. We did it. I hope you enjoy the fireworks, let whatever it is go and bliss in your presence of 2026! Happy New Year You!

New Year Bliss

The new year came in like a sea breeze, easy, unforced, salt still clinging to my skin from the last sunset of December.

Joy now tastes like wine in a plastic cup, music spilling out the pier park, riddim rolling through my waist before my mind even catches up. Laughter loud, heels off, heart feels light.

Peace is now knowing I don’t have to perform anymore. I don't have to hide my pain anymore. I let it roll through me and let it go. I can wine slow, leave early, stay late, or disappear into the night just because I feel like it.

Happiness isn’t the fireworks over the waters of Trellis Bay or Cane Garden Bay, it’s standing under string lights, bass in my chest, rum warming my spirit, realizing I made it through.

Ooh 2026 already feels different. Like I finally exhaled. Like the weight dropped somewhere between the last song and the walk back to the car. It's not longer there. 

And if you’re reading this while carrying old hurts into a new calendar, hear this, the island always reminds us: nothing stays stuck.

The tide turns. The music changes. The night ends, and the sun shows up anyway. Brighter than ever. Hotter than fire. 

So may this year meet you with softness and grace. With wine that loosens your shoulders, riddim that heals your hips, and nights that remind you, you are still alive. You are still here.

Welcome to the new year! sun-kissed, grounded, and free to explore what's next.