What's a picture worth in 2020?
1,000 words? 10,000?
One of these pictures was taken at the end of 2019 looking
forward to the Start of 2020.
The other was taken this week, looking forward to the End of 2020.
Ah, so little has changed. Same smiles. Same head tilt. Different order.
At the end of 2020 a picture isn't worth much.
The crises lie out of view.
We are changed in ways the picture can't capture.
So when we ask the kids what lessons they've gleaned from 2020 and they can't answer. I think I understand.
It's still open, the wound too fresh, and most importantly it's not over. Years end on December 31st, not viruses.
But it will come.
We often don’t feel the impact of big things until much later.
Even something physical like a punch to the gut, a bop on the head. There is some immediate pain, but the real damage can take years.
What will last longer? The grandparent cancelling all they look forward to, the parent trying to balance work and homeschooling from the same kitchen table, the lost years of childhood socialization, the lost school year, the single adult who lived for months without physical contact, the student who missed prom/graduation/freshman year, the business owner who was shut down through no fault or mismanagement, the career put on hold. The adult "children" who again slept under the covers of their childhood binky.
And how about all the sandwiched adults worrying about their business, their aging parents, their aging adult children.
Asked to rank 2020 in terms of Work, Family and Personal a group of middle-age business leaders said:
Family ranked highest, with moments of sunshine through the clouds, an unexpected filled nest.
Even those most tormented by Work admitted to unifying moments: The extra mile by the quiet employee, the appreciated company-funded healthcare, the government loan that built a bridge.
And here was the kicker. No matter how good the balm of family moments or how rich the business pivot, their Personal well-being ranked far behind.
The business might have survived or thrived, the extra time with the adult kids might have brought new understanding, but deep down they are just are trying to hold it together because the maxim that "it's all gonna be fine" just didn't sound as believable in 2020.
The nice thing about New Years is our mind change along with the calendar.
We talk about next year, not last year. And that is the reason for the smiles which makes them believable and worth a lot.
Happy New Year.
