365 days ago I said:
“May 2020 be all you would like it to be!”
Turns out it was more than anyone expected. I remember when it rolled in, the number looked so cool, it seemed full of promise; little did we know the world would come crashing down on us shortly thereafter.
My thought is, 2021 will be better than 2020, for starters it could not be worse. Of course midnight did not bring with it an immediate change, but there is light at the end of the tunnel.
To those who truly suffered in 2020, our thoughts are with you, a new world is forming, and with it new opportunities. We must continue to shop local as much as we can, encourage restaurants by picking something up or ordering in, and we must support each other. Beyond the masks we don’t know what the strained smiles hide, it was a year like none other and no one was left unscathed one way or another. I recently shared an article by the CBC which proposed some coping mechanisms. Explore it for yourself should the need be there, share it with a friend who seems to be struggling.
Let us for the moment turn to the great words of Dougie MacLean, a song that never fails to bring a tear to my eyes.
Auld Lang Syne
Song by Dougie MacLean
Lyrics
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp!
and surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot,
sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp!
and surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
