Thank you, to all our team colleagues, readers, writers, poets, and associates, who kept their pace with us as best they could and helped us with our burdens, as we sought to help them with theirs...
Hard to believe, but it is now a year since the UK went into its first full lockdown on March 23, 2020 - itself a date delayed a few weeks, since the pandemic hit far earlier. Even so, let this day serve as a reminder of much. A year of so many uncertainties, anxieties, loss of liberties, FURTHER LOCKDOWNS, and for many, illness and death or bereavement, stress and sorrow.
We leave this year behind too easily I think, if we believe it won't still take its toll, mark us, scar us. Too easy to say 'made us stronger' - I am sure resilience and confidence were acquired along the way - but the simplistic 'journey' trope ignores those who sadly did not finish theirs.
The businesses, dreams, hopes, loves, lives, bodies, crushed or ignored. 2020-2021 is not yet over - a third wave threatens in Europe, new variants scratch at our walls and doors - there is a humming somewhat disconcerting absence of terror just beyond the reach of the mind... this is an event one never truly leaves behind.
We're newly shaped, new-forged - 'risen from ashes' too falsely dramatic to claim - we stumble out of the wreckage, pulling what we can onto the shore, to rebuild, as best we can, the new young unsteady world left to us.
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