Happy Sunday! This is my very last instalment in my little blog series ‘Reflecting Back on my year in 2020’. This time, I will take you to the month of December, the last month of 2020 (obviously). Check out the links below if you haven’t already read the previous blog entries.
Without further ado, here is how my month went in December of last year.
December – After the UK’s second lockdown was over in beginning of December, parts of the UK were divided into tiers, according to how severe the virus levels were in each area. London was placed on the highest level of alert and restriction at Tier 4. This meant that you were only supposed to travel if necessary and could not mingle with other households indoors. I had planned to travel back to Ipswich for Christmas so I could spend it with my family, but the circumstances seemed to prevent me from doing this.
Trains stopped running between Ipswich and London after Christmas Eve for a week and a third national lockdown was to start on boxing day, after the government had quickly scrapped plans for restrictions to be loosened just before Christmas. I had no other choice but to spend Christmas on my own in London as I still had to go to work. It was the first time I had ever spent Christmas by myself, but I was feeling ok about it. I am the type of person who enjoys my own company anyway and I saw it as an opportunity for me to work some more on my short story. It didn’t hurt either that I had a few bottles of wine to keep my company, so it wasn’t that bad.
On a more positive note, I treated myself to a piano keyboard sometime in December to give myself the opportunity to learn a new skill, something that I had passed up on during the first lockdown, in favour of playing games on my mobile like UNO for hours on end. I had wanted to learn the piano for a while and finally decided to act upon my ambitions. It has been an enjoyable experience so far.
Final Thoughts – As I have mentioned previously, it has been a road of highs and lows. 2020 certainly didn’t plan out the way I had intended it to. After moving back to London in February, I had anticipated frequently attending new places, kicking my social life into place and meeting new people in London each week. I also hoped to start attending a writing group, or groups where I could meet with other writers and luckily I was able to do that, if only for a month, before the corona virus reared its ugly head in the UK. I thought it would be an exciting year, in which I could finally break out from the four walls of my room, where I’d wasted so much of my time. Unfortunately that wasn’t to be, as lockdown and the further restrictions that were put into place over the year, meant that staying at home was encouraged and mingling with others outside of your household not so much. Still, I feel like I have gained so much confidence within myself and I can finally say that I am happy.
I spent a long time, particularly in my teens and early twenties feeling insecure with a low opinion of myself. I had virtually no confidence and hardly any clue with what I wanted to do with my life, but I have grown into someone who is independent and able to manage things by myself. On top of this, I am grateful for my job and the comfortable roof that I have over my head. So, in despite of the disaster of a year 2020 has been, it has not been a bad year in terms of my own self-development. Tn that regard, I would say that it’s been one of the best.
Thank you for reading and I will see you soon.