Good grief, what a year. This year should always be punctuated with an exclamation point. 2020! It’s a year we thought would be the end for us in so many ways, but somehow we survived. How lucky we are.
All our family members who contracted Covid-19 this year have survived and remain healthy. We have been masking and isolating and socially distancing since mid-March, and the area hospitals are currently filled to capacity with nearly 0% ICU beds available. The newspaper says ambulances are now circling for hours sometimes searching for a hospital with a vacant bed. And today, the new more-contagious strain of the virus popped up in the U.S. for the first time, in Colorado. In a word: frightening.
On a brighter note, we’re happy the election is over and all the attempts to overturn its results have failed. Better days are ahead of us. Please, if you live in Georgia, vote for Ossoff and Warnock in the January 5 runoff if you haven’t already voted.
The single best thing to happen to us personally is this adorable addition to our family—a furry little daughter. She’s a Maltipoo, and came to live with us on Father’s Day weekend this year. Welcome to our world, Princess MoMo Moonpie!
The Los Angeles Times had an interesting two-page spread in their OpEd section Sunday that illustrates this wild ride of a year. Here’s a link (may be behind a paywall). https://www.latimes.com/opinion/story/2020-12-26/2020-year-comic-pandemic-election-protests
Please give generously to your local nonprofit theatre company. They have all been dealt a near lethal blow during these nine months of shut-down. Just a few days prior to everything closing down in March, my friend from Georgia was here visiting, and we attended a performance of Fountain Theatre‘s Human Interest Story, a new play written by Stephen Sachs. It was the last time I was in a theater of any kind. Even then, during intermission, the people sitting next to us were checking their phones and reported that Stanford University was shutting down in-person classes for the year. A few days later, our whole world shut down. Please give your financial support if you can to the hard working local arts community. They need it now more than ever.
So, goodbye 2020! I will make no resolutions for the new year because I can’t stand expectations and setting unrealistic goals. In the words of a certain dictator-wannabe, “It is what it is.”
Signing off for 2020! Have a happy, sane, healthy 2021, and, when it’s safe, go see a show!
