Revising Resolutions: Hope Is Hopefully Here in 2021

It’s official: 2020 has come to a much-awaited close. I feel like this New Year’s Eve we all couldn’t count down fast enough and that ball still dropped too slowly. The resounding sentiment was one of pure joy to wave goodbye to 2020 and welcome 2021 (still 6-feet apart and with a mask on). Last year stretched on and on, and 2021 offers a glimmer of something we’ve been waiting for: hope.

The hope is that at some point, preferably sooner than later, we might be able to get back to our pre-pandemic lives (or at least to something that bears a resemblance). There’s hope that we can shake hands again, hug family members, see people’s full facial expressions, and get back to our schools, places of work, and gyms. There’s hope that we can travel, see live music, and (depending on where you live) eat inside of a restaurant and have a drink at a bar again. There’s hope to have a housewarming party, or a baby shower, or stop postponing weddings. There’s the sense that it has to get better. It will get better. Sweet goodness, please be better. We have waited, impatiently, for 2021 to hurry up and arrive, and maybe it seems like it took the long way, got lost, or told us it was on the way when it was still inside getting ready (so rude), but 2021 has finally showed up. We’re not sure what 2021 will bring to the party, but I think it’s safe to say we are thrilled…