NEW YEARS 2021 - Good Riddance to Bad Rubbish!

This phrase from the late 1700s seems apropos to send off 2020!  However, in christening my house in stone above the entry, I'll forever be reminded of this unprecedented year.  

I’m the first to admit that my life and perspective were altered minimally throughout this year.  I’ve been extremely fortunate that my “pod” of family and friends has been free of illness or financial distress.  So far, the virus has not touched my immediate sphere; and almost everyone I know is able to work from home.  It was a year of many firsts--my first year in 70 not spending the holidays with my parents.  But my house building has been uninterrupted by restrictions, shortages, or tradesmen illness.  And I admit, my suburban bubble has kept me on the periphery of many people's harsh realities.

For the first time in my life, I’m concerned about the mental health of our country.  Without rehashing it—the fear, uncertainties, unrest, discord and disunity converging this year—have impacted our collective mental well-being.  Many of us feel exhausted and dispirited.  Here’s hoping 2021 will be a year of recovery, and we will witness the healing of our country’s soul.  

 

We’re not out of the woods by any means, on any front.  But we will come out the other side of this year—for better or worse.  So, with a huge sigh of relief, we exit 2020!  

Good riddance to bad rubbish!