Fleetwood Mac never sounded so good – the chorus from Don’t Stop really resonates today.
Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow
Don’t stop, it’ll soon be here
It’ll be better than before
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone
Have we ever been happier to say yesterday’s gone?Not just yesterday but the whole damn year. Adios, sayonara, goodbye and good riddance!I remember last year being so excited that we were starting a new decade wow the ’20’s how exciting. Well, that was a bust to say the least.
In a few short months everything we assumed about life, ourselves and others was turned inside out.My God, how many people died from something we’d never heard of a few months before.In fear we emptied store shelves of staples instead of buying just what we needed. We became wary of strangers we would normally stop to help.
The country argued over everything, there was judgement and finger pointing.Who believes in the pandemic who is a skeptic, who wears a mask, who doesn’t.Thousands of articles telling us what to do, an equal number telling us what not to do and some suggestions appeared on both lists.
Nothing is normal and Monty and I try to keep the discomfort at a manageable level with caution as to opposed fear.Instead of all the things we hoped for in 2020 we hunkered down at home.We are beginning to feel like hermits and it is scary to think we seem to be adjusting to this new normal.Once a week I head out to the grocery store with my mask, and Clorox wipes.Like the sergeant on Hill Street Blues, Monty admonishes me to ‘be careful out there’.
What’s the one thing you have missed the most?Dining at a nice restaurant? Saturday morning breakfast at your neighborhood cafe? Gathering at the water cooler to discuss weekend activities ?Actual weekend activities? Happy Hour with the gang?The vacation that didn’t happen?Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years celebrations that never materialized.
I know, without a doubt, I miss hugs and the gentle touch on the arm or shoulder to make a connection with a loved one.Greeting friends and family at a social distance just doesn’t cut it for me.I’ve taken hugs for granted but I never will again.
I don’t mind social distancing at the grocery store but I do miss the smiles or casual conversations with others. To simply stand like a bunch of zombies just seems wrong. We are social animals, yet we’ve become afraid to even make eye contact with others of our species let alone actually talk to them.
I want to take a minute to thank Alexander Graham Bell and the other guys who came up with the idea of talking to someone when they weren’t within shouting distance.I’m a telephone person, I enjoy touching base with friends, email and texts are convenient and emojis are cute, but I like to hear the smile my friends voice.Zoom is great because not only do we get to see the smile but we actually see the crinkle of the eyes.My Zoom peeps in fitness class have been such a bright spot in this otherwise strange landscape.
I never thought the word vaccine would bring a smile to my lips but here it is.Vaccine just seems to roll off the tongue in such a satisfying way. I’d convinced myself that we’d not see the vaccine untillate in 2021.I tend to play that game because then I won’t be disappointed when it turns out as I expected and I will be pleasantly surprised if it turns out better.
Wait, what’s this about a new mutation?Could this get any worse?I’m afraid to ask,I fear the answer is of course it could.Over a glass of wine yesterday I brought up a scary thought,what if this is the end?What if the virus wins?