I know that when I walk out my front door tomorrow the world will look pretty much like it did this morning. Politicians will be fighting over things that don't mean much. The economy will be going one way or the other, either up or down. Disease or viruses might take more of my friends. Many people will come to our doors to try to get sober. And some actually will get on the path.
But on this last day of the year I look back to kind of evaluate what happened or didn't happen during the previous 12 months. And it seems to me that this past year was one of the strangest of my eight + decades on this planet. It seems as if most of the world was covered with a blanket of anxiety because of the Covid-19 pandemic, and then the Omicron that followed it.
There was a lot of buzz in the media and internet about what was going to happen next in regard to the pandemic and where it was going to happen. Depending on one's political persuasions it seems that most anything could happen. After all, when Covid-19 first sprung into view no one was expecting it.
If we had the time to waste we could find all kinds of opinions. Some thought it was a biological Armageddon that would presage the end of the world. Others thought - even some of my family - that it was nothing real, that it was a political plot to control every moment of and movement of our lives. Some even refused to wear a mask.
But, I plan to live in this moment and expect the best out of life no matter what it brings.. I'll soon have 32 years sober. And will face whatever issues that come along with acceptance, probably the most important word I learned since I got sober January 13, 1991. I learned that with acceptance the battle is half won - I just have to wait for the solution to present itself.
I wish all my family and friends the best in 2022. Health. Prosperity. And Happiness.