Don’t know about you but this time of year always makes me somewhat wistful. Actually, that’s not the right word: it’s pensive. Wistful sounds sad, and I’m not that downcast. I’m reflective.
It’s been quite the year, 2021 has. Mainly because of Covid’s influence, we’ve experienced phenomena and challenges we never expected to encounter. And while many folks have been unsuccessful in their work-at-home activity, I’m a lucky guy: I’ve worked on my own for years now, so this hasn’t really been anything new.
What I have missed is the live presentations about my books to various groups that I’ve done for so long. Probably close to 200 of ‘em. And I find it’s always rewarding to meet readers and talk with them about what they like and don’t like in books. A great learning experience. Sure, I’ve replaced live meetings with Zoom meetings, but that’s a stop-gap and just not the same. And it’s difficult selling books that way.
There’s another thing I’ve missed as well: singing. Since being invited to join The Midlandaires band as a singer a few years ago, the Covid-inspired shut down of public venues meant our regular Friday gig entertaining the crowds at the Legion came to an end. But Land o’ Goshen, it’s returned, after almost two years: the Legion has re-opened (with restrictions) and we’re back there entertaining every Friday again. Feels good!
So, what will 2022 bring? Who knows? Certainly, as a guy who loves to travel – and who hasn’t travelled in far too many years due to life’s changes – it’s on the agenda big time for the new year. I have a delightful lady in my life now who loves to travel as well, so I hope the pandemic will not freeze us out. But regardless of whether the travel thing occurs, I’m blessed with being, by nature, a happy camper. And I don’t see that changing at all in the future: happiness never vanishes for long if you’re a cheerful person with a positive attitude.
So here’s to new adventures, new excitement and new happiness in 2022 as life goes on.