Welcome to 2021. After the unforgettable, excruciating events of last year, most people are crawling to the door of change, desperate for fresh air and fresh hope! I’m just not so sure that there will be a bright line of distinction between 2020 and 2021. Truth is, plan on stumbling through the fog and traversing the quagmire produced by this pandemic along with our broken political system. But, as I have stated before, this season will pass. Now is the time for Tough Decisions and Hard Work!
I am a firm believer that there is a “child” in all of us. Regardless of our age, we all love to play and have fun. But, if you have lost that inner child, then I’m going to try to revive it back to life. One of the healthiest things that we can do in the midst of this Covid-19 storm is to balance the ledgers filled with negativity and fear, with good old-fashioned fun!
I have heard it said, “Family is not an important thing–it is Everything!” Having a solid, loving family, however you define “family”, and no matter how imperfect it may be, is a gift. It is an invaluable treasure that you want never to lose. Our Family, clan or tribe, not only shapes who we are and what we believe, it also gives us identity, strength, protection and repose. Humans need other humans to survive. Family is the premier institution for shaping and nurturing individual and community health. Family really is Everything!
I recently took the time to watch the painful documentary on PBS about the 1918 Spanish Flu Pandemic. It was sobering. There were so many similarities to that pandemic and our current, Covid-19 crisis, but, fortunately, there were many dissimilarities as well. In 1918, folks feared that we were on the verge of the extinction of the human race. They didn’t have the medical or scientific knowledge or ability, as we do, to fully understand the virus or how to deal with it.
There have been times in my life when I didn’t have toilet paper. I usually had a roof over my head (even if it was a carroof), but we didn’t always have finished floors. Did you know that the term “dirt poor” is an Americanism from the 1930s referring to someone living in a house that has a dirt floor? In the United States in the 1990s, I was dirt poor, fleeing from one terrifying temporary non-home to another. Being dirt poor is not just a third world condition, it’s not just a Great Depression Era throw-back, and it doesn’t exclude any race.