I’ve been at a loss for words recently. Admittedly, it’s a bit problematic as someone who makes their living by stringing words together; however, it’s something I think a lot of us can relate to at this particular moment.
There are just no words. That being said, here are a few…
A few weeks ago, I attended a performance of “A Christmas Carol,” and was reminded of a favorite phrase written by Dickens.
I’ll share a slightly abridged version. The sentiment being that Christmas is a good and charitable time when one is more inclined to,”think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.”
This year sitting shoulder to shoulder with my fellow masked theatre-goers, it hit differently.
There’s nothing like a pandemic to remind you that we very much are all in this together. We may forget that from time to time, but at least once a year the world conspires to refresh our memories.
This year, consider me your own personal quartet of Christmas ghosts with your annual reminder. Don’t forget that good fortune is worth nothing if it’s not shared.
And on that note — Merry Christmas to some, happy holidays to everyone else, and congrats to all for making it through 2021 (nearly).
I hope everyone is safe, healthy, and making the most of this holiday season. It’s another strange one, but on the bright side, we all have plenty of practice with strange.
Be Kind. Be Brave. Stay Awkward.