When the reality of the pandemic first began to hit, many people, including me, had no idea how long a haul we were in for. Are in for.
We hunkered down and prepared ourselves to ride it out and make it safely to the other side.
Somewhere along the way, many people, including me, began to tire of the uncertainty, restrictions, and isolation. We were over it, and wanted to get on with it.
However, as lockdowns, mandates about the use of masks, group gatherings, school options, and tiered plans for re-opening continue to roll out, there is no real end in sight. Add to that the glaring light shining on systemic racism, the inequities in every arena, the political rancor that is poisoning our shared life, and perhaps the most important election of our lifetime—well— the haul just got longer.
We have each played a part in writing the story of today, and, we will each play a part in writing the story of tomorrow. Will we bring the best of ourselves to the world within our reach, or not?
There is no seeing over this horizon.
There is no getting to the other side of it.
This is what we have.
And this is where our work is.
Right here.
Right now.
Wishing it were different never has, and never will, make it so.
Let’s get over it, and get to work.
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