It’s that time of the year where we reflect on how the year has been to us. You were different and unique.
To tell you the truth, I feel for you. When it was your turn to step in and roll out the days for us to make memories, I was happy. No, I was thrilled. Because 2020 – what a beautiful rhyming year. It could be the pattern lover in me or the number adorer in me or the poet in me, but I was waiting for your arrival and to create some beautiful memories with you for the years to come.
But you were different.
You had lessons to share.
More than we mere mortals could handle.
Yet, my heart wallows in pain when I hear people curse you because 2020 wasn’t anything anybody expected.
Our world unified under one umbrella- the pandemic stomping the streets and pushing the people to shelter inside their homes.
Loved ones forced to stay apart to keep each other safe.
Mask up to stop the spread of the disease.
The ironies, I am not sure if everyone gets it.
Human life is valuable. Taking care of one another can be done from a distance too. The physical distance can be mitigated by human kindness always.
Yet, there among us are those who barely learned any lesson at all.
I’m sorry 2020, you have been treated unkindly. You have become a synonym of all things wrong.
I had hopes for you. I’m sorry my hopes turned out to be a fool’s dream.
I was also upset with you when things suddenly took a drastic change – kids at home, husband working from home, and I, left with no space or time to myself.
But I learned soon to adapt and be resilient. I learned to be my own person. I carved my me-time and did all I could, maybe more than I would have if there was no pandemic.
I know I’m one of those lucky ones, the privileged ones.
I am choosing to believe that no matter how ridiculously insane you turned out to be there was something, a silver lining, left behind for all of us in some form.
I might remember you as a difficult year for all of us humans. But whenever I can I will remember you for the lessons you taught us.
The accomplishments I made this year are nothing in front of the resilience you taught me.
So, for that, I thank you, 2020.
You gave us all the same puzzle and we put up with it as we could, using the resources we had, even cultivated some new skills meanwhile – you taught us that we can.
I am sorry that you came across as a difficult one.
Joining Corinne at Everyday Gyaan with these lessons taught by 2020.