Today is the first day of 2020, the start of a new year and a new decade. There’s something exciting and daunting about these round years. I’m old enough to remember 2000. When 1999 clicked over to 2000, believe it or not, we were a bit afraid that computers would stop working and maybe planes would fall out of the sky.
It’s been twenty years since that New Year’s Day and in that time I have seen skyscrapers fall, earned a degree, fallen in love, moved across this country, flown across the Pacific and Atlantic oceans, given natural birth to two children, been inked twice and stood witness to the deaths of two family members.
I often think about what I would tell myself if I could go back and speak to the 17 year old who counted down the last moments of the 90s. Given everything that I’ve experienced and seen in the last twenty years, I would tell her to hug her family and friends, to not put off telling the people in her life how much she cared for them.
I would remind her of Sheridan’s message at the end of Babylon 5: that sooner or later, no matter what happens, things do work out. The path isn’t easy, it isn’t meant to be easy but sooner or later, things do work out.
No one knows what the next twenty years will bring. Whatever comes, I encourage you to hold your loved ones close. Tell them you love them, tell them how much they mean to you. Give them compassion and space to grow.