It's a New Year and many of us feel more hopeful than in the recent past for various reasons, including the rollout of the Covid vaccine. For almost a year now, we have all had to cope with loss to varying degrees, some of which (or whom) we will not get back.
And yet, we do our best to move forward, establishing new routines where we can and trying to keep our spirits up, or at least protected from hitting rock bottom, while wishing this was all a bad dream that we could shake off.
And at some point, we hit a wall.
I've just hit mine. My usual resilience is on hiatus. Chronic sleep deprivation and being in the midst of a cold, dark, New England winter does not help. I'm tired and cranky, and acutely aware of the people and activities I miss.
But I have choices. There is a lot I cannot control that I can stew over and allow my blues to prevail, OR, I can take steps that move me away from focusing on the negative. And so I choose the latter, using a tried and true method to get out of my head and into my heart; focusing on the good around me (of which there is plenty) and allowing myself to dream about what I am looking forward to when it is safe to do so.
Thus, I am committing to expressing at least three gratitudes each day. Today's are:
And three things I am looking forward to:
I do not know when these wish list items will happen, but just thinking about them fills me with warmth and hope.