There is no doubt that 2020 was a difficult year for many people. Probably most people. It was not that difficult for me. I stayed home for a while and collected unemployment, then went back to my same job at the pawn/antique shop. I didn't suffer because I'm not a social butterfly and fortunately live with three other people so was seldom alone. Not that I mind being alone. In fact, I like it. Which is why I didn't really suffer. For sure I missed stuff, and yes I hated wearing a mask (still hate wearing it), but I got vaccinated as did the people I work with along with most of my family. I feel fairly safe.
Then came the last quarter of 2020, in which one of my moms began to have health issues, and the election turned into...I don't even know what to call what happened. I am beyond dismayed at the turn our country has taken. I cannot believe how we've been divided by so many things, and I can barely stomach the glee some people exhibit at the pain of others. I may not go to church any more but it isn't Christian. Not one bit.
I will not discuss the events of January 6th except to say that it was a disgrace to our nation.
I will end with telling you why this year sucks so bad. My mom with the health issue took a bad turn in June, was life-flighted to Boston for emergency surgery and somehow made it through only to have a massive stroke at the end of August. It is only now I can tell you about it, mainly to explain my absence. I suppose it's a blessing she didn't live long after. She wouldn't have wanted to be dependent. But...it really sucks not having her. I imagine some of you know how I feel, and some of you are lucky enough to still have your mom, or moms as the case may be.
I miss her every day.
This is the poem I wrote.
The Order of the Night
This is the order of the night.
but we have questions
who is going to make the lemon squares?
who is going to send the Hallmark cards on birthdays?
who is going to send Mother’s Day cards to their daughters and Valentine’s Day cards to everyone?
who is going to explain the Advent Candles?
(One for Hope, One for Peace, one for Joy, one for Love, and the last for Christ)
where is science when we need it?
where is magic? Miracles?
because we want our mother back.
we want more of her fudge brownies and lasagna
we want more visits, another girls’ night out, one more Christmas
because who’s going to sustain us with her righteous scorn?
who will we call when’re sick and need to know we’re not dying yet?
who’s going to love us no matter what?
And who is going to give you that look that says you already know the answer?