bgpetrasade

This is it. The last day of the year. I saw a headline that noted we are entering the third year of living with the coronavirus pandemic. The headline struck me. Three years. I don’t know where these two years went. So much haze.

With said haze in mind, I sat down intending to write about my top experiences of the year. Then as I started to scour my brain to remember what had happened this year and what would I rate as a top experience not much came to mind. It isn’t that it was an absolutely horrible year, it just was a year in which hope rode a rollercoaster. It was a year of hard work. It was a year of vast change and yet not enough change. It was a year of great ambivalence.

I’d say my best day was the day my son and I went…