12/30/2022
Where to start? Those that follow me know that I’ve just had a challenging holiday weekend, to say the least. My heart goes out to all the families who missed their holiday gatherings all over this country. My biggest losses were financial at worst; but there’s losses that a lot of families won’t ever recover; a last goodbye to a dying loved one, grandparents eager to meet new grandchildren, grandchildren who waited an entire year to see their grandparents; siblings, parents, children, humans…so much grief was in the atmosphere over this weekend. So much despair, and yet, so much warmth, caring and compassion, despite the circumstances. It humbled me. It was a reminder that despite how difficult things are for us; there’s always someone who’s having it worse, and is carrying a smile while doing so.
It’s ironic that it also happened during the holidays, which I’ve never been a fan of. I always felt that the true spirit had become lost, in favor of frivolous gifting and grandstanding. This year, despite all my travel woes, I experienced the real spirit of this holiday, perhaps for the first time in years.
What’s up with the picture of the wine bottle and the sippy cup?
Well, it’s to remind us that no matter how sh*tty things get, there’s always something to be done, a grind to get back to and a life to live, so be sure to enjoy it with a good glass of wine. Here’s to a sh*tty 2022 and let’s hope for a 2023 to remember!
Much, much love,
Les
