2020 has been an awful year on most accounts.
There are of course notable exceptions, like the birth of my son. In all, it has been an insane struggle. The juggling of unemployment and bills and, oh yeah, a plague. It’s been too much sometimes to deal with but there are no other choices but to plow through the muck and mire to get out of the bog.
I’m one of the lucky ones. We have a roof over our heads, food on the table and we are all healthy (minus my RA). We had our Covid scare and all tested negative.
But like others in our category it’s been difficult not being able to take our baby anywhere. Not seeing our friends in person and just having to isolate as much as possible. Like so many others I wait anxiously for 2021 to right the wrongs of a lost year.
We will start 2021 with a new President. A man of great empathy and compassion. He will fill his cabinet with strong and intelligent people. He will be known for his number of women appointed to cabinet positions. What will be different is the SWAMP of lobbyists will be gone from the White House. Although, most of them got the boot by Trump a while ago. America can begin to heal. The worst impulses of the Trump followers will be squelched again. They won’t go away but it won’t be as easy a task to spout out White Supremacy and conspiracy ideology. The Reality TV Show Host Experiment is over on 1/20, even if he won’t acknowledge it.
2021, holds a flute of good feelings for me. A hope I haven’t had in a very long time. Do I really believe that Covid19 will just go away in a day after Biden is sworn in? No, I don’t believe that. What I do believe is we will have guidance from our Leadership we haven’t had in 4 years. I believe in science. I believe that the Vaccines now being administered are a big first step. I hope there will be a national mask mandate if things don’t improve sooner than later.
It’s time for America/Americans to step up and be responsible people. I think back to my Granny who lost a child in the 1918 Flu Pandemic. She had far less to work with to survive. She survived. She survived the death of her daughter. She survived having influenza herself. She survived for 86 years. I think we all can survive 2020.
Respect each other. Don’t hate people you don’t even know. Remember that we are all in the same boat. Wear your masks and survive!
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The View Through My Cracked Window 