This year started out at a good pace but then 2020 happened. I don’t even know the exact total number of books I read this year. I usually have a spot where I place my read books but that space is jammed with the previous years and my husband decided to move some. I got confused as to what was this year’s and what was the previous ones. I believe I read 15 books. A pathetic low for me.
We all know what happened in 2020 – Covid19 wreaked its havoc upon the world. So much sadness is associated with this horrible pandemic. Too many lives lost, too many people losing jobs. Too much everything.
So far I have been fortunate – my job seamlessly moved from in office to work from home (and in all honesty WFH makes my job easier). My husband’s job was busier. I haven’t lost anyone to this wretched virus. My family and friends are all doing as best as they can this year. I know I’m incredibly lucky, privileged, etc., to have had a stable year, and I don’t take that for granted.
While I haven’t been personally affected by the virus I did have some sorrow this year. We had to say goodbye to our beloved dog Otis in June. I was devastated and working from home with no dog was so very sad and lonely. One week after saying goodbye to Otis I started to have anxiety attacks, something I’ve never had before. It was directly related to losing Otis. I needed another dog even though I missed Otis terribly. One month later we found another dog, Luna. And while we may have adopted her too quickly, it was the right thing to do. My anxiety attacks started to be less frequent and now have gone away completely. My husband says she’s my emotional support dog.
My very good friend who lives overseas lost her father. Losing someone in 2020 is even harder than normal. Not being able to be able to be there for her was heartbreaking. Another friend lost their dog in the same fashion as Otis. She too had a hard time but was able to adopt a new dog as well. Not being able to see my parents and friends has been hard. Before the pandemic I was a partial recluse so staying home all the time hasn’t been too hard, but the occasional outing is sorely missed. I certainly look forward to the day when we can see people without worrying about giving or contracting the virus. Though those days aren’t going to happen as soon as one would hope.
All of this attributed to my slow reading. After June, reading slowed down for me. I wasn’t that interested. Though I always have a book I’m reading, actually doing so didn’t happen as often. Not being able to go to the bookstore was hard. There’s a certain feeling that happens with going to the bookstore and perusing the shelves, leaving with a stack of new books. I wasn’t able to do that after March 17th. So much changed after that date.
2020 has not been what anyone could have imagined it would have been. I hope to be able to get back to more steady reading in 2021. Having adopted a new dog will help. Knowing there is hope on the other side of 2021 helps as well.