With the tock of the clock, a New Year is welcomed. The previous tick glanced upon the year prior — the one which everyone wishes would fade from our memories (or almost everyone, as there are allegedly some high-riding investors who have enriched themselves upon the backs of the rising markets).
It has been a tumultuous year — from the Pandemic to the daily numbers of those who became sick, hospitalized or died as a direct or indirect result; to the national elections; the devastation of economic shut downs and partial restrictions; and of the growing isolation, depression and loneliness from forced social distancing; the loss of job, identity and financial ruin; these, and many more issues, define the year of 2020. We find great comfort in bifurcating the two years — 2020 from 2021.
The reality, of course, is that time is a continuum, and any division is merely a mental discipline of compartmentalization involving the artifice of “before” and “after”. Yet, it is a necessary separation which neatly divides and comfortingly categorizes. The “new” in the “year” is a welcome change, and the tock following the tick will surely bring forth cheers of declarative relief. Happy New Year — 2021.
Sincerely,
Robert R. McGill, Esquire