What if these “are the good old days”? What if next year we look back and realize that a summer without big plans, a summer without too many commitments, a summer set within our homes and yards wasn’t such a bad thing. It’s a different spin on how to look at the whole Covid19 situation.
It kind of popped into my head from these song lyrics by my new favourite band the Hunter Brothers. It’s called, appropriately enough, Next Year. The link will pop your over to YouTube where the tune, voices and lyrics will make you pause.
Which is what I did today. I paused and thought wow. A summer where I kept up to the garden. A summer where I enjoyed my yard, patio and veranda. A summer where time with the little ones was plentiful. A summer full of good food that we grew. A summer of sunshine and roses. No seriously, they’ve been blooming all summer long! A summer where the sweet peas and the dahlias finally bloomed. A summer of special occasion distanced visiting. A summer of almost perfection.
I do lament that you have to book ahead to go to an outdoor pool so I’ve not swam outside. I do lament the lack of soccer and biking with friends but it’s given me some quiet time. I do lament the missing friends and family time but even that has been educational.
I also recognize that I’m in the lucky bunch that has a steady income, a fabulous place to live and easy access to some of my most important people.
Find the positives. Something about living, living in the moment as the “boys” say in the song.
Ps I really MISS HUGS!