The year it’ll all hopefully turn around. From lockdown to lockdown and now to lockdown again , we finally have a bit of hope on the horizon, a bit of light.
But behind us we have a year of hardship, loss, grief and hopelessness – as well as a year also consisting of hope, love, happiness, improvisation, joy and coming together in ways that we never thought to be necessary in order to make new memories.
We loved and we lost, we laughed and we cried, we sat alone in silence and we stood together shouting, dancing cheering and jumping. We lay down and we got up, we walked and we ran and sometimes we felt like the weight of the world was on our shoulders. We took deep breaths and we felt calm, we breathed in fresh air and we watched sunsets and sunrises, we ran and we felt each footstep impact on the hard tarmac road, the soft grassy pitch or the lumps and bumps of the sand. We felt the cold encompassing of the ocean as it washed around us, freeing us from whatever was on our minds and forcing us to live in the present moment. We text and we called and we snapped and we facetimed. We hung up and then we subconsciously thought how was this all possible, what in the world was actually happening, never really truly knowing what in the world was going on.
We missed our friends, we missed the sleepovers and it has to be said, we never truly noticed how much we actually missed sitting in silence and doing absolutely nothing with our best friends, until we couldn’t do it anymore.
This, in turn, gave us a chance to learn a lesson. A lesson in gratitude, in not taking things for granted.
In time, we will party again. We will dance and sing and drink and laugh and love and hug. We’ll get into arguments and moods and we’ll want to be left alone. We will cheer up and say sorry and move on. We will cherish each and every moment we live and we experience.
Keep the faith and keep on keeping on 😁