I am terrified that I won’t have learned anything.
Early on in the COVID era, I could see how I was going to come out more appreciative, more forgiving, less judgmental, less scared, increasingly balanced, equally patient and more true to myself. If there was anything I needed to change, then by-goodness, this would be the time.
I was a pioneer in positivity (no play-on-words-here); some may have named me toxically positive.
Let me be a cautionary, and knowingly-entitled, tale. It doesn’t matter if I have been vaccinated once or twice; if I haven’t figured out how I can become a better human, in relation to others and as a result of a worldwide pandemic, then I am infecting you all.
I am terrified that I will have missed the mark. I am scared that I will have likely mastered the art of virtual meetings, revised connection and COVID-understanding, yet will be, inadvertently, contributing to the no-change slope of belonging and betterment of our world.
I am terrified that I won’t have learned anything, other than how to post more photos of myself.