During the height of the Covid-19 pandemic, imagining the future seemed downright scary, if not impossible.
The undeniable uncertainty of the virus, along with the chaotic state of our society, seemed to demand we move toward the One Day At At Time, philosophy.
Planners and long-range thinkers surrendered. Those who had always tended to lived within the NOW, were more prepared to ride the anxious wave of uncertainty.
Imagining a future safe hug from a distant loved one,
or a trip abroad,
or the sweet kiss of a grandchild,
was about as much forward thinking as many of us could handle.
Enough hope to light our way.
But thanks to a medical miracle, the world began opening up, albeit amidst continued divide and tragedy.
A new kind of normal in which to navigate.
Some of us began to hope. To plan. To move forward. To imagine a post COVID future.
Are you making travel plans? Saving for retirement? Revisiting your New Year’s goals? Starting a creative project? Moving? Switching careers? Filing for divorce?
As we sort through the wreckage, many of us are re-evaluating our pre-pandemic life. Now seems like a ripe time for life renovation, no matter the losses. Even small repairs can reap enormous benefits.
The uncertainty has always been there, just easier for us to deny. Worrying about the future isn’t helpful but planning, even if it’s just day-by-day, can get you there eventually.
This is how I feel about my novel-in-progress. I’m getting closer each day. But if I think too far ahead, I begin to imagine all the potential obstacles, the chance for failure.
To temper the overwhelm that comes from looking too far forward, I recall E. L. Doctorow’s quote:
Pretty good life advice for us all at the present moment.