It’s hard to believe 2020 is almost over. It came in with a bang literally, but now that it is nearly time to say goodbye, I thought to spend some time reflecting on a year like no other. At first glance all I was able to see was a world that turned upside down for no rhyme or reason, but as I have learned from many past experiences, once we look deep beneath the mayhem, like all good stories, treasures are a certainty for those who wish to journey through the rubble.
Personally, I was glad to see the end of 2019 and was looking forward to a new year that would bring new hope and a little healing. After the devastation of a personal loss and the discovery of a long-term health crisis, it was the only thing I thought to wish for.
While January didn’t start well, having had a brief hospital stay, I recognised, as always, the love and support of family is the greatest gift of all! Once I was back on my feet I found it was full steam ahead. A new role as part of a leadership team, and having the opportunity to do what I love doing was definitely a good start! Now I can say I enjoyed every moment of it, but amidst the chaos I had forgotten how grateful I should be, not only to have a job, but to love what I do, which is certainly a blessing.
As we steered into February, darkness loomed as the world began to spin out of control, spitting out illness, death and financial loss in record speed. And then a grinding halt in March. The world stood still. Lockdown and working from home became commonplace. After the initial panic of the unfamiliar, there was a noticeable silence on the roads, the air seemed fresher, and photos and videos that surfaced from around the world of wildlife exploring places dominated by humans were a delightful sight. Stories of people coming together to help one another were inspiring. But of course, all this was overshadowed by the rising death toll and the fear of an uncertain future. Looking back, I realised the appreciation warranted by silence, stillness and community spirit was not fully acknowledged.
By the time winter was upon us, people began to adjust to the new normal. School had finally reopened. I remember the first day the students returned was such a joyous occasion. Face Masks were not only more commonly worn but its design and fabric were at the centre of many staff room conversations. People were more accustomed to social distancing and I think our students have become experts in hand sanitising. While there was still talk about this being the worst year ever, I noticed news topics were diversifying and reports on the pandemic occupied a smaller time slot. It’s interesting how we adapt, adjust and move on. Knowing how much sadness this year has brought around the world, I am humbled at the thought to have escaped more or less unscathed.
So now we farewell another year, and like every year before, I look to the next year with hope and wonder, but this year more than any other, I will look back with gratitude for the gift of life, family and friends. While rummaging through the rubble, I have learnt not to take things for granted, the value in selflessness, we are all connected and most of all, we are stronger than we think.