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No one I know disputes that 2020 brought the illest (it is a word) wind in memory.  In so many ways.  Let’s not recount them here. Let’s think instead of the rest of that adage: “It’s an ill wind that blows no good.”  Is there some good that you have salvaged from that ill wind?

Perhaps a lost connection with someone was reestablished. Maybe you discovered deep breathing or Yoga as a beneficial practice. Patience? Humility? Civic involvement?

Help us all by sharing the good you have found. Please tell us here.

And then let’s celebrate that 2020 is finally over, and health, safety, and renewal are just over the horizon.

My neighbor, 61, invited me to lunch at her favorite restaurant with another friend. “NO WAY” was my immediate reply that I may have voiced at a higher level because she took a few steps back. Do people eat with masks? No. They are removed and COVID transmit when people cough, sneeze or talk. No thank you. I will pass on that cup of COVID. TV has constant Support Our Restaurants segments and I think at what price? Our lives?  A sneeze or a cough can send around 100,000 contagious germs at a speed of 100 miles per hour. My heart truly goes out to the impact COVID has had on restaurants but even at a 25 or 50 seat maximum, for me, at 73 it is a pandemic danger zone. My neighbor poo poo-ed my concerns asking if I wanted her to bring me back anything. I restrained myself from saying a well done pandemic and a side of COVID. Seriously!!! Historians will look back at this pandemic and ask WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!

I went to a friend’s 76-year old friend’s birthday party, karaoke machine included. We cheered, toasted and belted out our favorite songs (mine- Springsteen’s Dancing in the Dark). As we winded down, the talk inevitably turned to our country’s disastrous current affairs. At that point I noticed I had lost an earring and the hunt began. A party goer held it up and asked if it really mattered how we looked at our age! She said she now wakes up, showers and throws on whatever is handy in the closet because “who is looking at an old lady?” Another woman piped in that the current affairs has her, at times, not caring how she looks. The buzz began. Some agreed. Some did not. I did not. I enjoy looking the best I can because it makes me feel good to shower, perfume, decide what blazer and boots to wear with my jeans. It is not about who is looking, but more the fact that I care how I look at 73 or 103! World events and all!

Yesterday I had a strange feeling overcome me! Happiness. Complete happiness amidst riots, COVID etc. Did I dare experience this feeling in a troubled world? Would the heavens above splat me a good one? Have no idea but I could not help the surge of happiness I was feeling! It had been an ordinary school day, our new white board was ready for Monday’s class of bustling 2 and three years old, yet I left school with this surging, almost unrecognizable, feeling of complete happiness and with all the world’s woes, I questioned that happiness. Actually questioned a feeling of complete happiness! And today? Yes! Woke up with a smile that I will be sharing with my grandson today at the horse farm.

What a year! Started with a horrible struggle with corona viral pneumonia. (Actual name) refused hospitalization. My pneumonologist, Dr. Alimam, literally saved my life! Because of age, three cancer surgeries, loss of one lung, left with COPD (emphysema), least likely of all his patients to survive! But after the second round of meds, unbelievably, I knew I could make it, literally! I am 89, don’t panic easily, but I had lost 30 lbs. Weak and could not even stand. My point? Elderly people, with medical disabilities! I can survive this! Don’t give up! I was dose with two 5-day rounds or steroids and antibiotics. On the second round, different antibiotic (stronger?) We’re all different. I’m no doctor, but I wanted to encourage all! New Year – never give up!!!