2021 Word of The Year – Health
I can clearly remember when I created my Word of the Year for 2021. We had just been through the year of hell, due to the pandemic, and I think most people were hopeful that Covid was over and 2022 would be a year of us getting back to some sort of ‘normal’. As we all know, that didn’t happen, and 2021 has ended up being an extension of the worries of 2020. Dare I say, even worse than 2020. The Word of the Year that I chose back then, as 2020 was coming to a close, was ‘Health’. It just seemed right to me, after being on Covid leave for a full year and losing my way a bit. During that year, routines that I’d had for years, became non-existant. My plan was to get a grip and revert to my good healthy habits in 2021. Well, that was the plan.
Now, at the end of 2021, I look back and have to acknowledge that my year of Health really didn’t happen. During the past year, I’ve pretty much continued on with the way things were in the previous year. When I thought of writing this post, looking back on my Word of the Year, I was shocked to realise that I could not remember what my word was. This tells you how much I thought about it during the year. Not much at all! As things became dire again, and the pandemic once again took over our lives, I really couldn’t think of anything else, but what we were going through.
So, what went wrong? My experience of 2020, was quite stressful for many reasons. Obviously the main cause of this stress was the pandemic. It seemed to dominate my thoughts and decisions for the entire year. I would listen to the Premier’s press conferences every day, usually, while I was out walking. Before the pandemic, I was listening to audio books while walking, which didn’t cause me any worry at all. In fact they improved my mood which was quite the opposite to the effect of listening to the bad news in the press conferences. I was studying the statistics, for Victoria and all states, and worrying about them every day, and then coming back for more the next day. This continued day after day.
It’s not really surprising with all these worries swirling around in my head constantly, there was no space in there for anything else. There definitely was no available space to think about my health, and I did lose my way. Eventually, for my own self care, towards the end of our last lock down, I made myself stop following all the covid news and statistics. I felt I needed a reprieve from all the doom and gloom. The bad news that was surrounding me, was also making me stress more than usual about things that I have been stressing about for years. I have a couple of family issues that I can do nothing about but which cause me grief at the best of times. During covid, I found my stress levels out of control. I don’t sleep well at any time, but my lack of sleep was also out of control.
There was also the sadness of not being able to see my grandchildren to add into the mix. Regular readers will know that my son and his children, my three grandchildren, live in Queensland. I last saw them in November 2019, when I spent a week there. They had moved to the Sunshine Coast, earlier in the year, and I went up to see their new home and their schools, and just to spend time with them. I’m so glad that I made that trip, as little did I know, that it would be the last time I would see them for over two years, and who knows how much longer.
As I write this, I’m waiting impatiently for the Queensland border to open to Victorians and hoping to see my family early in 2022. I’m very hesitant about getting my life back to normal, and am quite worried about getting on a plane and taking the risk of going to Queensland. It worries me that a lockdown could be called while I’m there, and that I could end up in quarantine. I haven’t yet decided what to do about all my worries in regard to travel, but I will have to overcome them,in order to see my family.
I could go on and on about all my worries during the past year. There is nothing special about my worries, and I’m totally aware that there are many out there with more serious problems than mine. Most of my worries are in my head, which is another reason that I lost my way in 2021. When all that ‘junk’ is spinning around in there, there’s not much space for anything else. Thinking about health tends to become unimportant at these times, or at least that’s what has happened to me. I am very thankful for the life I have, which basically is a happy life, if I don’t think about things that I can’t control.
For the past few weeks, it’s been in my mind that I don’t feel the need for a Word of the Year in 2022. I had made the decision to go freestyle and be open to whatever the year brings. However, while writing this post, the perfect Word of the Year has occurred to me. It seems that I needed to look back at the year that has almost come to end, and understand what didn’t work, in order to choose a word for 2022. More on my 2022 Word of the year will be coming in a later post.
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