My two favorite holidays of the year are always Thanksgiving and New Year. In my life both center around family and the people I love and self reflection. For me, 2020 was actually a banner year for me. Aside from the inconvience of a pandemic, and a lack of toilet paper, 2020 was as the younsters say “lit.” For me.

2020 taught be how to jump about of a plane. The lesson I took from that is. sometimes ya just gotta trust a stranger to guide you. Just jump. Hope for the best. Enjoy the fall. And know that at the end of that fall, your tribe will be there cheering you on as you land, maybe on your feet, maybe on your butt…. but they’ll be there when you land. And you will have accomplished the one thing that you set out to do… and you had no choice but to it alone.

How many times are we just fearful to be alone? Do something alone? Do nothing, alone?

Then the great Corona Virus strikes, and we are forced to be in our households. Cooking, Eating, talking. Hell, me and mine played cards and games night after night on the front porch night after night. No phones. No lag in conversation. Walmart finally closed at a reasonable hour. Families were taking walks. Sure, churches were closed, but people found their own way to fellowship with the god of their choice. And it wasn’t about Sister Sara sat on my pew. Or brother bob’s jeans are too tight. It was just about you and your creator, your god, your allah, your universe…. and you.

Slight inconvenience of wearing a mask in public. … no big deal What grinds my gears are the ones who think it’s a violation of their “rights” yet when confronted they come up with some lame excuse about how they can’t breathe. No, KAREN, just stand up for your rights….tell the truth, don’t hide behind some fake medical issue. Simply say no.

This year has given me the opportunity to travel to North Dakota to meet my family face to face for the first time. It was the closure I needed after a horrible ending to 2019. I met someone who had been missing my whole childhood. In someway, I wish we had grown up together, in others ways, we might have not appreciated it. I definitely found who my Tribe, my Home team, my People are.

2020 blessed me with yet another year that im in love with doing my job at the LEC. I’m good at it and i challange anyone to tell me, or show me other wise. I goof it up from time to time, but aways with good intent, and a quick comeback

Ive always been told i have a way with words. My tenth grade English teacher gives me the most praise, however it had to come from some where. I’d say its a mixture of her, my grandmothers love of reading and the English and German language, and also my father who seems to have taken up as a professional blogger/journalist.

My intent with this is to only show the perspective I see through MY eyes. My experiences. Sometimes I may change names. Sometimes not. The fact is I have a ton of ideas to change Baldwin County for the better. This my first step and making a step is the most important step, no?

I’m sure I’ll be all over the place til I find my “nitch.” People, places, ideas, books, cooking, thoughts. Stick with me.

Ive been told i have a talents. A talent for the written word, and the ability to reach people where they are. This may go nowhere. This may go everywhere. I might get bored of of it and abandoned it within a week. It may become my memoir when I leave this earth.

Join me. Give me feedback. I can even take criticism in stride.

Peace be with you

Jenn