It’s January 1, 2021, and I’m finally taking a deep breath and relaxing into, hopefully, a new year brimming with possibility, hope, vaccinations and opportunity.
I don’t know about you, but that week between Christmas and New Year’s Eve is a weird space for me. Before Christmas was even in the books, I had to remind myself to breathe. I knew 2020’s wickedness wasn’t over. During the last week of December, we lost Dawn Wells (Mary Ann of Gilligan’s Island) to Covid-19. Also, a blogger friend, Lori Rose Bebko at Come Hell Or High Water, lost her brother to Covid. I still haven’t been able to wrap my mind around that and I’m heartbroken for her. It’s as though 2020 decided to snuff out what last bit of wholesomeness and innocence that was left in this world, qualities that these two individuals personified…just because it could.
On a more personal note, David and I suffered our son’s last meltdown of 2020 during the last thirty minutes of the year. I won’t go into details, but things were intense. For a moment, I wondered if we were going to actually get to 2021 intact. Extra meds and distraction got everyone back on an even keel. Thankfully, as the clock wound down to midnight, so did the meltdown. We celebrated by playing Yahtzee and watching the fireworks display at Reunion Tower in Dallas on TV. We had no bubbly this year, but David and I toasted with leftover Pinot Grigio because that’s what we had and, by God, we were thankful for the alcohol!
CAN WE DO IT?
I want to believe humanity can stretch the honeymoon of this New Year out just a little longer before the inevitable news of the day comes along. Can we get past 24 hours with only good news? I’m going to do my part by not watching any news today. If I have to, I will spin the shitakes out of whatever negative energy dares to cross my path. I’m going to make this first day of 2021 one I can feel good about. Whatever may come, I’m going to start in a grateful state of mind and stay there as long as I can. I hope you join me. (With enough Pinot Grigio, this is doable!)
Here are three things I’m grateful for right here and now:
- I’m grateful 2020 is over. Can we take a lesson out of Jenny Lawson’s book and just pretend 2020 never happened?
- I’m grateful for my family and friends and the blogging community. No words can adequately describe how much each of you mean to me!
- I’m grateful for the promise of 2021. There’s so much I want to do!
- I’m grateful that my dog loves me enough that he looked at me this morning and said something along the lines of, “Really? You’re getting up at 5 AM when you haven’t even slept, which makes me have to get up with you?” Buddy has a rule that when I get up, he gets up no matter what. Birdie (our cat) thinks this is a stupid rule and ignores it completely. Don’t worry. No dog abuse here. I made Bud get back in bed and I shut our bedroom door behind me so he couldn’t follow me out. Hopefully, when I crawl back in bed after I finish this post, Bud will be fast asleep.
Okay, that was four things out of so many more for which I’m grateful.
I hope that you and yours are doing well and that 2021 finds you looking forward to nothing but good things, too!
What are you grateful for as you begin the New Year?
Also, I’m grateful for the Beatles!