2020 has been a year to forget, or has it? It was supposed to be your year... It was supposed to be my year… in the end, it turned out to be THE year...

This past year has been filled with many trying times,  lots of things we would love to forget, many that we shouldn’t.   

Many say that what we have done over the past year is not living… but is that really true?

I submit that for many it is the first time they have truly lived at all…

Many have found where they are, they have taken stock only to realize that they are in the wrong neighborhood,  the wrong environment, the wrong job, the wrong group of people, and yes some, the wrong relationship.

A year that we, as a country, were forced to look at some basic values and beliefs… and allowed them to divide the very fabric of the nation.  We seem to have sorted people into categories like they were pieces of hardware that could fit into nice little categories. We did the same with beliefs, politics and religion… assuming if one believes one thing, they must believe all of the things on that spectrum…

We have been shown our humanness, the frailty of life. 

It's a year we found ourselves appreciating those we have long trusted our children, our future, to.  A year that we saw the shortcomings of much of the infrastructure of how we provide basic needs to those IN need. A year that many have lost much and somehow gained more.

For me, the year has been mixed.  A year. that I have looked inward,  focused on what I want, need, where to head.  A year that filled with mixed emotions. One that seems to be bent on making sure I feel it all, from the joy of my youngest son’s and daughter’s weddings, the anticipation of another grandchild, the unsureness of a career, the sadness of the inability to travel, and every emotion in between. 

2020 the year I was brave enough to speak my truth, yet scared to speak it at the same time.  The year I dove in headfirst and learned to swim in the deep end. A  year I spent many days teaching and oh so many more learning from a smart, beautiful now 8-year-old.  One in which I realize how much I know, yet how little I know…  and am ok with that.  

With only a few weeks left in the year, I wait to see how this one will finish.  It will be one that many will never forget, one that many wish they could forget… but one I hope we all can learn from, grow from, and move forward.  

2021, we are waiting for you, we are ready…