Cockeyed optimism…

Gaynor

And…here we all are, more than one year after this virus insanity began.  At least most of us, and I’m not waxing sarcastically here.  My heart hurts still for those lost from COVID-19’s rampage, and for their families and friends.

In March of 2020, as the panic set-in, well, make that started sinking-in, people valiantly started adjusting to being at home, wrapping themselves in a cocoon of safety, and living with a fair amount of fear.  There was still so much unknown about this virus last year and, frankly, as far as I’m concerned, it’s still a ludicrous crap shoot with each news release and conflicting opinions shared by the medical field and media.

Looking back over my posts, almost to this same date a year later, I’m once again doing what I did last April, cleaning, re-organizing and purging.  But what’s different this time is that it’s for happier reasons, other than just passing my “virus-avoidance incarceration” time.  Family is coming, and not soon enough!  My Florida family, to be exact.  After not seeing them for two years, I’m pulling out all the stops, still proceeding with recommended caution, and plan to enjoy as much normalcy as possible.

Wow, that’s a loaded word…normalcy.  We have the old normal, temporary normal and, of course, new normal.  That last one sucks lemons, let me tell you.  I can’t wait for one year from today to write about what I was doing this year and how things have changed. 

Will we still be hiding behind masks? 

Was the vaccination process successful in controlling the virus? 

Will we be lining-up for booster shots to reinforce the biological preparations that were unceremoniously jammed into our arms? 

Did Joe Biden stop reading from Etch A Sketch when he gave speeches? 

Did Maxine Waters get shown the door in Congress? 

Oops, sorry, politics just slipped out.  My bad.  I feel that we’re moving past this damn virus blockade, slowly but surely.  Call me a cockeyed optimist. Sure, there will be setbacks ahead but none comparable to what this world suffered in 2020.  I have to believe that.  We all do.

 

workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Throwback Thursday: Choose a photo or blog post from a previous April…how have things changed?

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  1. John Holton says:

    Everybody seems so deadset on destroying the old notion of “normal,” but I believe (and hope and pray) we get back to the pre-Covid notion of normal. Maybe in a year, maybe sooner, maybe later. We need cooler heads to prevail, of course…

    • Patty says:

      I’m with you, John. During a chat with a client yesterday, she shared that “with what little time I have left on this earth, I don’t want it to involve wearing a mask and hiding in fear.” I think most of us would still like the opportunity to enjoy some travel, to gather some happy memories, before we get to a life point where we’re physically, or mentally, unable to enjoy our last years on this planet.

  2. Abby says:

    It would be interesting to peek ahead a year from now. Will we be happy with what we’d see?

    Happy family visit!

    • Patty says:

      Very interesting, Abby.

      But, are we ever really happy with change, even when it\’s positive?

      Thank you, stay safe!

  3. Kat says:

    I’m ready for normal. I wish it were ready for us! I hate how much people have had to suffer from covid and from all of the hardships it has wreaked.

    • Patty says:

      I’ll take even fractional-normal, Kat! I think most of us will settle for anything even remotely positive at this point!

      Stay safe!

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