2021…

The new year crept in softly at the stroke of midnight last night, like a promise.  No huge crowds gathered at Time Square as the ball dropped.  For the most part, families celebrated in their homes if they were even awake as the clock struck twelve.  If 2021 could have a personality, I would say this one had better be a bit like Rosie the Riveter.  Taking over where the need is great. Encouraging us and reminding us that we can do this.

We’ve learned a great deal about ourselves this past year.  We have learned that family is our most precious gift.  It has been so sad going months without seeing loved ones.  We have learned we really don’t need as much as we thought we did.  We have learned how to do without.  Some, a great deal more than others.  I pray for restoration and healing for our country.  I pray that this new year finds us building up rather than tearing down.

I have always loved new beginnings.  A time to start afresh.  To show myself some grace and bestow another chance for whatever it is I failed to do last year.  In the year of the coronavirus, that was a lot.  So, I will try again.  During this past year, I made several lap quilts for grandchildren but it is time to get back to the sewing machine and quilt more!

I have a blanket I need to knit before Winter is over.  The yarn and needles have been sitting patiently in a basket waiting for me.  There are so many other things I want to actually accomplish this year but I’m afraid to say them aloud.

I hope this new year brings love and peace and health and a measure of prosperity for each of us.  May the Lord bless and keep you!