It’s a late start…but a good start. Got to chat a bit with Steve Gosling our friend in England. We compared our covid experiences and leadership of our countries. Quite something. Quite baffling. Today would have been my dad’s 86th birthday but he passed of covid in April. Yesterday was my mom and dad wedding anniversary. Would have been 64 years this year. Mom’s in memory care at a nursing home so I can’t see her. I get to FaceTime with her once a week now that the weather is cold. I didn’t tell her her brother passed a couple of weeks ago and her best friend passed of covid last week. There is so much she still knows but so much she can’t comprehend too. It’s so difficult to keep everything in perspective. To digest and stay positive. To persevere. I’m still here. I survived covid. I have a lot to do. To help and make a difference. We have a home and food to eat. We are grateful but feel the pain of all those who don’t. Even if our leaders don’t set good examples we can do what we know is right. I hope for our country and families we will start to recover from this dark period and never allow anything like this to happen again. I’m sending love and light to all this holiday season. Don’t loose hope.