It's a New Year, a new beginning, a fresh start. Excitement fills the air for a better year. What will this year hold for you?
Today is the first day of the rest of your life. How will you choose to live it?
New Year's is one of my favorite times of the year. It's an invitation to dream, to set goals, to take new adventures, and to reach for the sky. It's a time to reflect on the year that's gone by and reset, recharge, and reignite with the same passion you started with the year before.
Yet, 2020 was unlike any other year. Fear quickly filled the air with the unwelcome entrance of a pandemic? How many layers of uncertainty would it uncover? Depression and isolation. Economic insecurity. Deprivation of social gatherings, including religious assemblage. Twenty-twenty soon became a battle field. It delivered disease, famine, social and political unrest, loss of freedom, and for some, despair.
The thrill of a New Year quickly vanished and became the year that was lost. A week turned into a month and a month blended into months with the inability to hold holiday celebrations, summer festivities, wedding preparations, or vacation dreams.