2020 was a year, the likes of which none of us have ever experienced and know what to expect from. Restrictions, lockdowns, travel bans bring the dreaded Covid-19 curve down, people start breathing easy, governments relax, only to find Covid-19 making a comeback. Wave after wave, different mutations, each deadlier than the one before. The hope of vaccinations is another untold story that creates itself as the vaccine’s efficacy on people becomes known.
1 year | 12 months | 365 days
2021 is like watching a movie called COVID-19 – Part 2! just that it’s not a movie. The entire world is a set.
Each one of us, child or adult, is living with the fear of becoming a victim, watching someone close and personal who is facing a tragedy or loss. Entire school years have been impacted. After a year, children are yearning, and are desperate to be in school instead of glued to computers. What do you say or do for them?
My son graduates from school this year. He is studying hard for his end year exams, applying to universities, but is upset, feels cheated. This is not how school life was supposed to end.
Amidst this bleakness, my journey from poor business and personal health, low-self care, high anxiety to enjoying a better quality of all of the above feels surreal. I managed to beat every low, and make a comeback in a Covid-19 infested reality. I feel deeply grateful to each and every person who helped me, the Universe and also ME. Yes, if there’s one thing I’ve learnt, that is to develop gratitude and be thankful for myself. My story has to start with me. Unless I don’t include myself, I will not receive the joy of this moment, today, and cannot partake in others. And the opposite is equally true. Creating joyful moments, success, and sustaining it is not only possible, but fun filled, if you value yourself.
When I reflect on the past 6 months, I realise that as wonderful as the success sounds, in the beginning, it was perhaps one of the toughest acts to sustain. I used to wonder why! now I know. My sense of gratitude and joy for myself was not as high as it is today, so my commitment and self-belief would be shaky. I felt exhausted by a day’s work, that now, I enjoy immensely. I remember showing up for the classes with my coach, working on my website, planning workshops with a heaviness. It was only a stubborn belief that I would discover myself on this path that kept me going. And all these, while my health curve dipped from high to low. I was still recovering from the bronchial bouts from March 2020.
March – September 2020 are a clear picture of things moving extremely slowly, falling ill frequently and having to slow down or stop working so I could recover.