How can we be hurtling towards the second week of November? I had grand plans for individual catch up posts about my fundraising for Dystonia UK, stories and book reviews, but time sped by thanks to the anxious wait for news from America. I don’t think I have felt so wretched waiting for election results. At least here in the UK, we know the results of elections and referendums over our first cup of tea.
But much needed hope has entered 2020 and I’m excited to see what 2021 brings with President Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris. Maybe climate change and things that matter will be back on the agenda. The last few days, like the rest of 2020, has been a sharp reminder we are living in historical times and future students will study and analyse our lives in great detail. Their exams will be a nightmare as they struggle to keep up with the quick changing events.
The last four years has brought Brexit, our own government turmoil, and COVID so often I have felt like I have been living in act one of a dystopian novel waiting for the trauma of act 2 to start. Today I feel lighter and more hopeful that act 2 may be kinder than expected. We may even slip into a more uplifting genre.
So over the next few days there will be a flurry of catch up blogs including news about the Dystonia Around the World challenge, the launch of the Romantic Novelist Association’s DISCO chapter, witchy book reviews and hopefully, an edited short story.
Today is Remembrance Sunday and a day of reflection. Usually in our village, a crowd gathers to watch the parade of scouts and guides walk to the war memorial for the laying of the wreaths. Today we will watch the reduced proceedings on Facebook live from our own homes or paying our respects our own way, saying thanks to our loved ones and others who fought for peace.
I have little memories of my Grandad who fought in Burma except his wonderful hugs but on days like today, I miss him so much it aches. It also intensifies the grief of others I have lost. I am sure it affects many the same. So I offer you all a big hug, a cyber cup of tea and hope that next year normal life with our loved ones can resume and on days like today, we can stand side by side.
Take care, stay safe and those who are typing away for NaNoWriMo, happy writing.