That’s what I keep hearing everywhere I go.
I used to be a pessimist, thought it was in my blood, but after years of soul-searching, I discovered the optimist side of me. I don’t mean the type of optimist who can’t see reality right in front of me. Reality, reasoning, logic is a part of my DNA. Too many people I’ve known have denied what they’re seeing right before their eyes.
Lately, I find myself becoming agitated when I hear people say, 2020 sucks. I understand why people may see it that way, but this newer optimist side of me doesn’t want to trash an entire year. It sort of feels like condemning and hating a person for having character flaws when they also have good attributes as well. We all have flaws and so does 2020.
This is coming from someone who started 2020 in January with the death of our dog. The year only went downhill from there, from a pandemic, to the economy, to riots, to losing friends over politics, to not seeing my mom for six months because she’s in a senior complex, and more.But when I stop a moment to look around, the majesty of nature soothes me. It’s reason enough to see something lovely amongst the ugly . . . to see order amongst chaos. Not to mention, we’ve been lucky so far to still have our only source of income. There was also the kindness we experienced when I asked online friends to send my mom a cheerful note in the snail mail.We’ve enjoyed boating more times this year than any other. It was a social distancing outing we could do safely. We enjoyed time with friends and family during those outings as well.
Now, I do have some some pessimism to talk about. I foresee things getting worse, perhaps even well into 2021.
Let me explain, but I have to backtrack just a bit.
I’ve been writing a novel for years now. All of the division and violence in the streets we see today, I already wrote about in this novel years ago. I follow and study societal culture, human behavior, and history. I foresaw much of what’s happening and had hoped to get my novel published before it started. Unfortunately, I’m a slow writer and also let my own personal human behavior (procrastination) get in the way.
In the meantime, while things continue to go downhill, I’m optimistic. Not only for a better future someday, but for what’s happening right here and now.The magic of autumn has begun. For me, the change of seasons is like the earth’s fairy godmother is dressing it for the ball. The colors are exquisite. The air is fresh. It all happens automatically and in perfect order, without any manipulation from human hands.I’m grateful for the majesty of autumn and the opportunity to enjoy it, despite how difficult 2020 has been.Look at where we’re pointing at a couple of more photos from the blessed day we received on our Saturday Autumn Boat Tour.
How bout you? Can you find anything to be grateful for in this chaotic year of 2020?