I’ve decided to change my perspective.
Crazy stuff isn’t just happening to me this year.
I am surviving crazy stuff. I’m making brave and decisive decisions in the midst of chaos. I’ll tell my grandkids about the things I lived through this year. Pandemic, economic crash, forest fire…
It’s kind of an adventure.
Still insane, and I’m giving myself full permission to feel all of the feelings right now.
But my mindset is shifting. I am a survivor.
[A forest fire nearly burned down our town last week. We were evacuated and were refugees for seven days. Some very kind people and camps opened up their doors to us. The fire was stopped just two kilometres from town, enabling us to return home last night.]