Well! What a year that nearly has been.
I’m sitting in the liminal space between Christmas and 2022, eating chocolate. Not just any chocolate. Not even M&S Chocolate. But home-crafted orange chocolate fudge courtesy of my wife.
To be fair there’s not a lot else to do given that we’re in the back end of isolation. Having finally been caught by Covid a few days before Christmas after it has ebbed and flowed in this country all year, our festive plans had to be radically changed, and instead of taking a sizeable section of a pig down to London to carve with Anne’s eldest and his family, we had to plead mitigating circumstances with the butcher and stay put.
Luckily, with our boosters, we’ve had not much more than light colds and Christmas was not fully cancelled. The two of us were well-stocked and once we had broken the bad news and other peoples plans were re-made, we have settled ourselves to a bit of a chilled out ten days, with fine food and liberal libations. Our trip to London is only postponed as we’ll be allowed out by New Year’s Eve so all is good.
But while I have this time I’ve been pondering on the roller-coaster that has been 2021.
It began with mighty fine intentions and a resolution list that actually got publicly declared, so we’ll see how I did on that below.
January also gave us the very sad and all too sudden news that one of Anne’s brothers had passed away. Mark had Motor Neurone Disease but none of us were expecting him to go so soon.
At the end of March and into April, there were the beginnings of an inkling that my dad was poorly, and then several crazy months as things developed unbelievably quickly, culminating in his death, at the beginning of July. Intense times, but in the midst of those months, I spent a lot of time with my siblings. We always knew we had each other’s backs but it was good to know we got on so well during the stressful times, able to laugh together and cry.
Plus somewhere along the way, while my dad was sick, that little nervous Pomeranian, Rocco, who was spending his retirement with us, got suddenly ill and had to shuffle off this mortal coil too!
On a happier and momentous note, my amazing grandma turned 100 this year in May. We managed to pop down to see her for lunch at the beginning of this month, and as I asked her about her youth, she told me, with a glint in her eye, that she did go to school but she didn’t learn anything!
At the back end of July, I managed to stay in the tail-wind of two of my brothers-in-law as we cycled, over four days, from Lincoln to Liverpool to raise money for an MND charity.
In September we had a family holiday, a smaller version of the one we’d all planned at the beginning of the year, where we released our dad’s ashes to the sea, and toasted his life.
I also began a part-time Post Graduate course in September with the Open University, on Creative Writing. It will be for one or, if I do well and carry it on to a Masters, two years, and I’m very excited by it so far. I’ve no idea what it will do to me, or what it will open up for me, if anything. For a long time, I’ve thought that I liked the idea of writing, but was too much of a lazy sod to do anything about it. My regular blogging this year gave me that opportunity to begin practising the craft, perhaps developing a bit of a voice, and this course is my reward to myself. It’s a little bit very scary, because I’ll be putting myself out there to be judged by other people and I don’t know if I will pass muster. I also don’t know if I’ll give up, because it’s really hard work, and I know I can be a shirker. But for the moment, despite it being tough, I’m enjoying it immensely, and that will do for now.
Finally, this year has ended with a birth, to balance out some of the deaths. My brother and his wife (but mainly his wife) have just had another little addition to their family, and when we’re fully better, we are hotfooting it to Sheffield, to meet the little tot! Cannot wait!
So how did I do with my list.
Well, I’ve done pretty well on the Yoga front although it still comes and goes in waves of effort. I can say that there has hardly been a week where I’ve done nowt of it, and quite a few weeks where I’ve practised four times or more. It is still a habit I’m trying to form and with the extra sitting on my buttocks that I’m doing for my course, I will need to try and keep the attempt going. Adriene will be doing another 30 day bobbins in January, and I’ve signed up for it yet again!
I have run nearly 200 more miles this year than last year (842 miles), and actually, looking at my stats for all the years I’ve been running since 2013, it’s my second best mileage ever, so I’m fairly pleased. But given that’s included some busy off-months over the spring and summer, and a lazy arse December, I know I can do better. So I’m going to kick into the new year with another 100 miles attempt and work it from there.
I still only know the basics, but that will suffice for now. I do need to try and push my ‘followers’ numbers up by remembering to advertise the fact that people can follow me.
Work in Progress.
Short Story Writing
That went out the window from dot, but I realised that I’m a bit pants at making stuff up. No. That’s not completely true. I find it really, really hard to do fiction and I’m much better at real life. This section of my course is fiction writing, and I have had a go at three first drafts just in this month alone. So I know it’s possible, if I give myself brain-ache.
I grew nothing but Anne managed a pretty good crop in her first year. The Good Life beckons!
I kept this up for three months. Which was quite good for me. Forgotten it all now.
Finally, as the small tips of muscles, I’d started to excavate, slide back into the folds of my skin while I demolish the chocolate, I won’t set up another list for next year as it feels like I’ve got a lot on my plate as it is. I’m pleased to have kept up the blogging though, as a mini record of this year, and that will definitely continue.
Fingers crossed it’s a calmer and more joyful year!
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8 thoughts on “A Time of Reckoning”
What a lovely summary of what has been a very challenging year for you and a pleasure to revist some of your memories! Despite the loss and the heartache you have pushed on physically, academically and with life and for that I hope you recognise your efforts and stop being hard on yourself. You have achieved so much and I am ( and Im sure am not alone) am in awe of your continued efforts to push forward. Whether you can speak Italian or not at least you made the fist step and gave it a go and as most of us know taking the fisrt step is nearly almost the hardest! Keep going Rita.
Ahh, thank you Bev, for being my once and again (soon) running buddy, and for giving me such beautiful words of encouragement! Thank you for being you ❤️
Another entertaining read Rita, you do make me smile with you honest and hilarious snippets of life in general, makes me feel better for eating half a Christmas cake last night!
You go girl!! And hats off for getting into that very cold water on Boxing Day! You must have lost a million calories just by freezing!
Looking back at what you have achieved Rita bhen, this is so inspiring.
In life you do go through ups and downs, and it’s so sad to read the downs but reading your “ups” oh my, this is incredible.
You have made me love reading again. I wasn’t much a reader but I really enjoy reading yours.
Well done for your achievements, really proud of you.
Here’s to 2022!
Wow, thank you Ush! Those are such lovely words! And it’s the ultimate accolade to pull a non-reader into the fold, so that’s definitely inspired me to keep going! Hope you all had a great Christmas yourselves and here’s to a great new year when we can hopefully get together and clink glasses 🥂
Wishing you a complete recovery and continued good health in the coming year. Your summary was quite impressive and wishing you good luck with your writing! “I find it really, really hard to do fiction and I’m much better at real life.” Real life is the basis for all fiction, don’t you think?
It may be the basis, but it’s tough to think, instead of C definitely happening because of A, what might be an interesting read if A happens. Life doesn’t give us those dramatic arcs that keep us gripped! But I’m working on my fiction writer’s block. It all gets easier with practice, practice, practice!