Well, that escalated quickly...
It's always funny to see the first social media posts on New Years Day. "Good riddens 2019, you've been an awful year"...."2019, you can DO ONE"...."New Year, New Me". You get the picture.
You see something like this from someone every year. Personally however, instead of cringing or feeling it's a bit cliche, I see these statements as more of a message of hope. Not necessarily that someone had an awful year, but, in contrast, the new year is going to be better for them. They will try harder at work, work on their relationships, aim for that promotion, ask that guy or girl out that they see on the train every day, get fit, save more for the future, buy that car, start a family.
That intention to start off with a bang is all good and well for a normal year. 2020 is not a normal year.
Since the dawn of 2020, what we're going through is unprecedented. That doesn't just apply to me writing this, or you reading this, it's not limited to the people in your street or neighbourhood, or your town or village, or your city, or even your country. Every single man, woman and child across this entire planet has somehow been affected by COVID-19.
Our lives have been flipped around and turned upside down. What used to be considered normal is now frowned upon, what used to be put off because you were too busy is now craved for. Some of us have lost family members, neighbours, old friends, new friends, best friends. Some of us have lost the ability to work and earn money. We've all lost something.
What I have noticed during this time of physical distancing from each other is a craving to connect. I don't mean through social media, a text or an email. I mean a call, face-timing a family member or friend, chatting over the fence to a neighbour, talking about the weather to the person in front of you in the queue for the supermarket. Actual interaction with another human being (whilst keeping 2 metres from each other of course). What we took for granted before is now forbidden, a handshake or a hug. As Otis Redding once said, you don't miss your water till your well runs dry.
Our values have shifted. Before the lockdown, we we're all happy on the sofa, Netflix and chill in full swing, improving on high scores, buried in a phone, all while the sun shone and the birds & the bees did their thing. Now we have a limit on our outdoors time, we relish getting our shoes & coats on and heading out, appreciating that outdoor space we've taken for granted. The air is cleaner & it's so much more quieter with a noticeable lack of traffic on the roads. The bird song is deafening.
Family time is a different time. If you're lucky enough to be couped up with your nearest and dearest, whether that's your spouse, parents, siblings, daughters, sons, whoever you're sharing your living space with, well, that's who you're stuck with for now. For better or for worse (or until the lockdown ceases). As we're limited with who we can and can't see, we're ensuring time with our immediate lockdown buddies is quality time.
Moving forward, when we're clear of this devastating disease, I'm hoping that a lot we have adapted to, remains. Some things i can't wait to see the back of.
Working on my January 1st 2021 social media post.....
"2020, you tried to separate us, ruin us, destroy us. For some, we're still here, and stronger than ever....go DO ONE"