After days of watching Christmas movies and eating whatever I find first in the fridge for breakfast, apparently it’s the last day of 2020. Did anyone think this day was coming? Or that the world was just going to disintegrate into a ball of fire and brimstone before January came around?
This was the year that felt like it would never end and looking back on it, 2020 was a very unique year indeed. For me, it meant less travel, more reading and my entire career getting turned on its head in ways I never expected. 2020 was the most challenging year I’ve experienced in a long time and yet, it has highlighted just how blessed many of us are.
This time last year in 2019, I was working in retail in my country’s capital city with no idea what kind of horrors were about to strike. In this last 12 months, I’ve seen the best and worst of humanity in action just passing through my till on a daily basis. Pandemic deniers and people refusing to wear masks, but also people who chose to speak up for me and my colleagues when we tried our best to keep everyone safe in our work space.
In 2020, kindness and generosity became infinitely more visible and I became infinitely more grateful for it. This year, I haven’t been able to travel or go home for Christmas, and each day was a struggle that had me going home wondering if I had caught the virus. On the flipside, food was always on the table and I got to spend much more time with my husband. In an unexpected turn of events, I was given the opportunity to try my hand at becoming a full-time author. In a year of uncertainty and unofficial house arrest, I can look back and be thankful for so much.
That’s where you come in! I couldn’t be more grateful to you for reading The Secret Library posts every week through all this madness. Thank you so much to everyone who has bought and read my books this year (and the years before!) and those of you who have left lovely reviews and comments. You make the reading world a better place!
Now we’re staring 2021 in the face, it’s difficult to see how it will be very different from 2020, at least in the beginning. But I, for one, intend to find the joy in each day no matter how difficult it is. When we reach the end of 2021, we’ll be grateful for the small things in another year in which the holiday snaps might seem a bit lacking.
I’m already excited for the commencement of 2021 and not because I think it’ll be any different from the year we’ve just finished. At least, not in the grand scheme of things. But for the goals I now have the chance to accomplish thanks, in no small part, to the events of 2020. By the end of 2021, our new normal might finally show itself and it might just be wonderful.
Have a great New Year and 2021!
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