Celebrating life after the pandemic
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of my staying near home and always wearing a mask due to the pandemic. Today, I am finally seeing the day when not only can I stop wearing my mask but I might be able to go to a Washington Nationals baseball game this summer! While I can’t ever forget the 500,000 plus people who will not be able to attend a baseball game this summer, I am certainly ready to find out what the “new normal” will be.
Questions I still have:
Will parents who have worked at home for close to a year, now want to stay working at home because they have readjusted their life placing the value of family over work? Are schools going to rethink how to educate students who have regressed in their education and social skills the past year? Will those out of work find jobs that they have the skills for or will they have to learn new skills and more? And, will students impacted by autism enter a “new normal” that requires lots of changes to how life was before the “new normal.”
No one really can predict the future perfectly. If they could, they would be buying lottery tickets with the future numbers for next Saturday’s lottery and become instant millionaires! But, I believe that one element of our return to a more normal life will be that we will be more friendly to others and talk with others and stop saying “I am in a rush and will call you later.” I believe most of us have had the last year impact how we view life, how we define our role in life and how we balance work and family life.
Staying connected through it all
When the pandemic started last year, like so many of us, we took comfort because of family. My wife, myself and our four adult children started having nightly calls just to check in on everyone. A few months later, we went to two calls a week where all of us were on FaceTime together. We got to see our grandchildren grow up through the screen of an iPhone. As the pandemic hopefully is starting to end, I hope those calls continue and I think they will.
Interestingly, my oldest son who is autistic arranges all the calls and starts the calling to all of us at the time we set for our calls. His taking charge of family time together has taught me that he has always had the right balance of what is important. To him, family is number one. And this last year, while I always would say family is number 1, this past year has shown me why it should always be number 1.