I thought I was doing pretty well until I stopped and took a breath. But then I realised that the last four months of my life have been somewhat turbulent, unpredictable and, well, a bit of a blur really.

A few people have told me that one of my life skills is being able to land on my feet. It is a bit ironic that I then often find myself half-grounded: one foot just about planted on the ground, the other unwaveringly hoovering above. In all honestly, I do not have the slightest clue of what I am doing. But then, at this very moment, does anyone?

This has been no one’s year. Nothing has gone to plan. Nothing has turned out the way we had hoped. Or wished.
And we are all very different people as a result. We may have all discovered new things we never knew we enjoyed doing. Partly because we never gave ourselves time to explore them, partly because we never realised we even wanted to explore them at all.
We have all discovered who it is we value spending time with; sadly this has come in couples or friends parting ways. Sadly this has also been because we haven’t been able to spend time with them at all.
We have all realised the true meaning of time and how we have all wasted so much of it.
We have all lost something or someone.
We have all lost a little piece of ourselves.

Last month, more people died from mental health issues than corona virus. Never has it been more paramount to ask someone if they are ok. And so before the next time you open your mouth to say something negative or unkind to or about someone, why don’t you take the time to find out how they are?

I wouldn’t be here now if someone had not done the same for me.

I wonder how much I would change if I was given another shot at 2020.
I wonder, really, if I would change anything at all.