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Monday Missive

I thought about writing a recap of the year, or posting some well liked post. Instead I went back and re-read some of my “Writing in the Pandemic”. We all lived it in our own way. We all found ways to cope with what fell at our feet. Maybe I will recap someday. Even though this is the last week of 2020, we still have hills to climb. Maybe when I reach the top of the last hill, I will recap then.

  • Bluegrass legend Tony Rice passed away unexpectedly on Christmas day. A legend, maybe not known by all, but a legend still. Yesterday I listed to tributes to his life and his music. His talent was far-reaching and his passing is a loss to the world of music.
  • One of my all time favorite country stars also passed away the Monday of Christmas week. K.T. Oslin had an amazing voice and I wore out her CD “This Woman”. She suffered from Parkinson’s disease and was in a care facility. Sadly she recently tested positive for Covid. It was hard to believe she was 78 years old. She was always that same, strong, beautiful woman to me.
  • We made our last trip to deliver Christmas gifts yesterday. Our eldest grandson is in college now, so seeing him, especially during this pandemic, is tough. We were all outside and masked and socially distanced as we watched him open his gifts. While it was wonderful to see him, it was hard not to give him a hug. Still, I am grateful.
  • I am contemplating taking a class from The Daily Om: A Year of Writing to Uncover the Authentic Self, by Rachel Astor. A friend suggested it and having an accountability partner would be good. The price is reasonable and it is weekly writing unlike NaNoWriMo which was a drive for word count in a very tight timeframe. I was contemplating another course for a similar cost, so I may do this one instead.
  • Today my goal is to catch up on chores and really prepare myself to transition out of holiday mode back into normal life. No more feeding frenzy around the cookie containers, either. I gave into all those food temptations this year.
  • I feel a pull. A pull to move forward. I am hopeful.