2020 has been quite the year. Now that we are moving into the final days of this year, I find myself reflecting on the events and the things it has brought to light. I find that what I once believed about myself I no longer find to be true. It has made me appreciate things that I have unknowingly taken for granted. It has made me reevaluate my priorities. It has also made me laugh...more accurately, the people I spend my life with have made me laugh.
I have always believed myself to be a loner. I have always been fairly comfortable spending time alone. I have even been cavalier enough to say I prefer to spend time alone. 2020 has proven that it is a big fat lie. I miss people. I miss conversations...let me clarify, I miss conversations that do not include the topics of YouTubers, Tictok dances, or James Charles. I love my daughter, but I am clueless about this virtual world. I also don't have any interest in it. However, I watch videos, participate in ridiculous dances, and feign interest in these people's personal lives who are becoming more popular with my bean. I am still not a fan of social media, but I have found that I like people...mostly.
I LOVE the Ligonier Farmers Market. I love the schedule. I love the vendors. I love the directors. I love the people. In years past, I was relieved market season was over. This year, I hated to see it end. Now, I am really missing it. Which I suppose ties back into the fact that I miss people. I am a people person. I am a people person who contemplates a brick and mortar store. I am finding the thought of working with people more than 20 weeks a year very intriguing. A cute little shop here on my farm would be nice...maybe.
I have found that no matter how much time I spend at home, there are certain things I am not inclined to do even though I now have ALL my time at home. I used to think that my house would be absolute perfection if I didn't have to run to activities, attend commitments, or run errands. That is simply not true. My house is never going to be perfect. There are always going to be loads of laundry waiting to be done. The floor will have paw prints on it, The Beans latest project will be scattered about, and Barbie dolls everywhere. In a few years, this will all change, and I will miss it...perhaps.
The Bibbed Wonder and The Bean are funny. I won't admit this anywhere but here. They both make me laugh out loud on a daily basis. I appreciate my husband's wry humor, his propensity for the inappropriate, and ability to turn everyone into a cartoon character. He can take the bleakest scenario and find humor in it. 2019 thru 2020 has been wrought with bleakness for us. His humor is one of the reasons we continue to stay together, stay healthy, and heal. The Bean is developing her father's sense of humor. This is a good thing, at least that is what I tell myself...mostly.
This is probably a topic I will continue to revisit from now until year's end. If nothing else, 2020 had been insightful. However insightful, I believe that I am ready to ring in the new year and put this one far behind us. No matter how you feel about the year in review, stay safe, stay smart, and keep washing your hands.