In the past few weeks, I’ve been reflecting on the impact COVID-19 has had on my life and looked to where things have gotten better. This year at Thanksgiving I am thankful for so much.
Above all else, the health and well-being of my family and friends. We have seen struggles, sure enough, but not like so many families affected by COVID or the economic downturn. I miss being able to gather this year – the smiles, the laughter, the hugs, the connection – and I’ll be forever grateful that I can still talk to and see these wonderful people (even if it’s a text, phone call, or video chat). My hope is that one day soon we’ll be able to gather again like we used to.
This year, I’m thankful to have been given the opportunity to slow down and examine what matters to me and our family, where and how I want to invest my time, and the impact I want to have in the world. I’m thankful for the gift of more time with my wife and kids. I’m thankful that I no longer have a commute and that lets me walk to school with my kids each morning. I’m thankful the rush to get kids to activities or run errands has slowed and we’ve been intentional around what our lives feel like.
I’m also thankful that we’ve both kept our jobs through the pandemic. To not have that additional stress and uncertainty is a blessing that cannot be recognized enough. It’s let us maintain the way we live, allowed us to continue to support local businesses, and give to organizations dedicated to making positive change and supporting those less fortunate. It is with great fortune that I have borne witness to the impact has had on jobs and not been a passenger on it.
Yes, this year has delivered additional stress and disappointment while, at the same time, provided incredible perspective and clarity on what matters most. And for that, I am incredibly thankful.