Why I won’t miss 2021:
Had to battle prostate cancer again.
a month-plus scare when it looked like I might also have lung cancer.
and burst in my attic during February Freeze, causing water damage throughout
two months living alone in Extended Stay while waiting for insurance adjuster's
estimate, searching for a contractor, and getting repair work done.
with our son and his girlfriend with our cat; I needed to stay where I had
reliable WiFi for writing, Zoom interviewing, and long-distance teaching.
have my doctor up the dosage of my antidepressants.
the drugs, I had anxiety attacks -- many, but far from all, attributable to the ongoing COVID pandemic -- that caused me to bust multiple deadlines and
sorely test the patience of my incredibly patient editors.
Extended Stay, I tripped one night on my way back from the bathroom. Wrenched
my arm while breaking my fall, but it could have been worse: One inch or so
further to the right, and I would have banged my head on a dresser and likely
comfort my son when his and his girlfriend’s dog died of old age while his
girlfriend was out of town.
forgot for a moment during ANY of this the hard lesson I learned during my
formative years as a welfare worker: There were MANY people who were having a
MUCH worse time than me. God bless and keep them – and me – during a
(hopefully) better and COVID-free 2022.