“Fifteen, there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
Fifteen, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got a hundred years to live.”
If this year doesn’t make you appreciate the “olden days,” then sit back and get ready, because what’s in front of us is going to make us really happy we got through 2020.
It had better.
For most of us, we have pretty much adjusted to our lives and are just waiting for the all-clear sign; but there are many who have not been able to adjust, and wait day after day for something to improve. In many instances they have not been able to leave the building where they live. No walks, no guests, no fresh air.
The last time a pandemic took over our lives here in the U.S. was a little more than 100 years ago. If all goes well, we won’t experience another in our lifetime. What’s most difficult to comprehend is when the last one occurred...communication was essentially newspaper, radio, and word of mouth. People around the world didn’t have nearly the chance of survival as they do today; we’re lucky, so were they…as they lived.
Soon, we will see a very bright light at the end of the tunnel. Millions of people around the world have been shut off from family, friends, and a world we had access to.
With the vaccines now coming into play, I really hope we have changed…but in any case we can never forget the “olden days.” It’s what keeps us optimistic about the future and frankly a few months ago I didn’t know how or when we would see brighter days. (As much as I am sorry to say this, in some respects we will never see those days again—-but, I do know we will recover as they did 100 years ago.)
The photo above was taken this afternoon. The two people in the picture are my daughters; there’s a man in the window —where there’s a yellow sign—-that’s the their Dad. He has not seen, held, or shared a moment without glass between them since March. March! All we can do now is be safe and look forward to life once more—it’s coming and let’s be thrilled when it’s back.
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