In about 88 hours, we will kick 2020 to the curb. Am I counting those hours, you bet. 🙂
Personally, I’m looking forward to a light at the end of this tunnel of nine months of isolation. Was our Christmas okay? Sure. We saw family outside, exchanged gifts, shared holiday goodies, but no hugs. I miss hugs, I really do.
We did a lot of walking down memory lane this holiday. There were some very heartfelt family oriented gifts and some looking at old family photos of previous holiday gatherings. My husband had eight siblings, and for many years we really put the ‘family’ in holiday gatherings. ❤️
Tears, there were a few.
So, I’m looking ahead to 2021, the opportunity to take the vaccine, really see my family and friends, and the biggest grandkid hugs ever.
The day after Christmas we drove through Portsmouth, a beautiful New England town, that attracts a lot of tourists. Things were different though – out of business signs, restaurant ‘hibernation’ signs, plenty of parking spaces, and only a very few people walking around. It was eerie. Sad reminder of the fact that we have a long way to go to recover from this pandemic as a country.
Right now, I’m back to organizing, sewing, and thinking about gardening. Those seed catalogs are calling to me. 🙂
As we end this year, I want to say a sincere thank you to my blogging community friends, bloggers, readers, and those who take time from their day to comment, because you helped us all get through this year. We’ve continued to stay in touch, learn from each other, and share a smile. 💐
I’ll leave you with this shot of Whaleback Lighthouse that sits alone in the Piscataqua River between NH and Maine that I took over the weekend. It’s been standing there buffeted by waves and weather since 1872. Roll model for a pandemic? Maybe. Stay strong and wear a mask because I want all of us to be here to celebrate some sort of return to normal in 2021. 😷