I will survive - well, I think so...

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Okay, it’s a new year. And if you’re reading this that means you survived 2020. And I’m not sure if I should say congratulations or I’m sorry. I’ve been reading a lot of various posts/notes from people and it seems rather mixed how people are feeling at this point. A lot of people are talking about how they failed at everything in this very long year of 2020. But can you say you fell short of the mark when it’s been erased? Let’s face it, there can be no shame in saying ‘I didn’t get to Europe’ or ‘Canada’ or ‘Mexico’ or well, ‘Cleveland’ for that matter. No, not in a year with lockdowns, border closings, flights to nowhere. Nor can you say you failed because you didn’t exercise more, eat right, walk the dog more, apply for that promotion, learn this skill or that or whatever it is you think you should’ve done. However, you can say you failed if you sat back and did nothing the whole year. Okay, I’m seeing, the ‘Wait, what?!’ expressions on your faces right about now. Let me explain. I got this sweet note from a family who learned a new recipe from a different country every Friday. Getting the kids involved, they’d learn something about the country, watch a movie or show from the country as they ate dinner and learned a few words of the native language if it wasn’t English. Cool. I heard from someone else who went camping in every single state park in their home state. Way to social distance and have some fun. I could share others but you get the idea. This was the moment to get creative, do something interesting, different. Find a corner of the house you didn’t know existed and turn it into something amazing. Like the person I heard from who turned her attic into a playroom for her kids. This is a season we as a world are sharing together, it's not going to last forever. Even if it seems like it will. And in case you don’t know anything about history – what happened after the last major pandemic? The Spanish Flu was followed by the Roaring Twenties. So take this moment for what it is because you just never know what lies behind the next corner.

 

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