Why I’m Thankful for 2020

The phrase dumpster fire’s been thrown out quite frequently as a way to describe 2020, and for the most part I’m on board with that. But while trying to find the bright points of the year — more family time sitting toward the top of that list — I’ve got to give credit where credit is due. 

My husband officially lost his job in July when the manufacturing plant (where he’d worked for more than a decade) shut its doors. However, unlike many people who lost their jobs and income this year, the union arranged a buyout that allowed us to do what we’d wanted to for a long time — we moved out of our hometown and across state lines. I found a job with a former publisher and off we went. 

My husband’s job was safe — and although he was miserable there, it was one of those situations where it was too much money and such excellent benefits that it seemed impossible to give that up. Without 2020, I’m not sure we’d have taken such a risk — in fact, I’m almost certain we wouldn’t have. And although moving in the midst of a worldwide pandemic seemed a bit unconventional — the word crazy has been tossed around quite a bit — it worked for us. 

The girls are happy (albeit masked) at their new, much larger schools. We added a sweet, 6-year-old rescue pup to our family. We’re slowly getting to know our new area and its people. And we’re looking forward to a vaccinated future that will allow us to take advantage of so much more here.

I’m acutely aware of how lucky we are. The loss of my husband’s job wasn’t catastrophic — it was a catalyst. A spark, rather than a fire, I guess you could say … and for that I will forever be thankful. 


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