The future felt bleak with the start of the pandemic in early March 2020, but now I am well into the gear towards Autumn. I am no longer a stranger to the concept of surrendering and focusing on the present instead of mulling on what might happen. It has not been healthy and the masks are proof of it. I don't mind the protection, but I am still not used to the normal.
I hope to see more solidarity with social distancing, keeping boundaries while preserving community with the attempt to connect with our friends and family. I still hope to meet new people and join new groups, and create fellowship with those in my areas and community circles. It is only human.
My thoughts goes to the future, and what it will look like in a year or two, and five to ten years. Will we still wear masks? Should we stock up on Clorox Bleach and sanitary wipes? Somehow I feel safer now with these precautions than when school shootings and random shootings were on a rampage in the United States.
What I am looking forward to now is the November 2020 Election, with a much anticipated battle between the candidates. I can only hope for the best, and I just want to have the safer United States before the Trump Administration. The world has been in chaos for four years, and I am hoping for a change.
The year is almost gone and Halloween is near and Thanksgiving and Christmas are around the corner. 2020 is almost gone, and I feel that some things are unfinished. I feel the world has to start from the beginning again, and connect with our community more than ever. We need the human contact.
This evening is about vulnerability and giving my whole life to the maker of the universe. I surrender with all of my heart, mind and soul, and there truly is no other way to handle this year otherwise. My future is in God's hands, and I can only keep doing what gives me fulfillment in my soul and keeps me going with a hopeful outlook. It is taking a step, one foot in front of the other, and enjoying the scenery for what it is. I won't look back anymore, not about love, and not about my career, and certainly not about life.
At the beginning of the pandemic, my life felt final, but now, everything is possible.
Just write.