A Year in Review

Well, it has been about a whole year since we lost everything we ever knew. A whole year since we were forced to abandon our daily routines, our places of work, our classrooms, and our loved ones. A whole year of asking, “What’s going to happen next?”

The era of whipped coffee and binge watching Tiger King feels simultaneously like it was yesterday but also ten years ago. I feel oddly nostalgic about it all, but at the same time I am so excited that we are finally seeing the light at the end of this very long, very dark tunnel.

If this past year has taught me anything it is the fact that human beings are resilient. More resilient than we think we are. We can do hard things. We can lose our jobs and still make it work. We can lose our daily routines and still adapt. We can be faced with the longest detours on the roads we travel and still find our way around them. And we will continue to as we enter this next chapter of our collective, COVID life. We will continue to be resilient.

What will this new phase look like? Hopefully a lot like what we knew before, but with a lot more color. I hope we notice the smiles on the faces of the people around us, slow down and listen to the birds singing their morning hymns, and just stop to smell the damn roses a little more often. I guess I just hope that we never take life for granted ever again, because it really can change in the blink of an eye. I would hate for us to miss it again.

There is so much more that can be said about this past year, but I thought this little note could be a reminder for us all. A reminder that this too shall pass, and we will be okay.

 

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