Here we are, folks! This is the last day of 2022. I would be lying if I said the past couple of years have been easy. If anything, life after early 2019 has been chaotic and upsetting for me on many different levels. My life has changed and altered in ways that I would not have imagined a decade ago. As many of you know, I live my life without regret, acknowledging that even the worst of things that have happened to me have brought me to the here and now, where I’m married to a wonderful woman, have two sons and have settled down in a life where I n o longer have to rush out of my home in the wee hours of the night. All things considered, I’d say I’m doing pretty well.
Many people haven’t fared so well. And with the coming of the New Year, many people may choose tonight as an excuse to drink in excess, make poor decisions and put themselves in some level of peril as they transition into the next year. I would love to assume that my fellow people would be smart enough to make responsible choices. And I hope I’m right. But given everything that’s happened to EVERYONE in the past few years, the pandemic, the snowflake generation, the state of the world including wars, divisive societies and the continued debate over healthcare, vaccinations and the wearing of masks when necessary, you’ll forgive me if prayer and hope is a bit stronger in me this year than I would usually care to admit.
As we move from 2022 into 2023, let’s all take moment to remember how fortunate and lucky we are to live in a modern world where we get to enjoy modern medicine, resources and a way of life that many across the world don’t have the pleasure of enjoying, despite how far our race has advanced. Being grateful doesn’t make you weak. it simply shows that you’re a venerable human being. And that’s all one can hope to be. Some food for thought as we move into a new year that carries all our hopes, dreams and ambitions. ☯️
Happy New Year
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Same to you. Here’s hoping for better and brighter things for the coming year!
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