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My Christmas Wish - Luke Martin-Jones!
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Darrell and I have been living separate lives for twelve months now, separated by circumstances beyond our control, coerced into a partnership precipitated by a virus, unlike anything the World has ever seen. The last twelve months have tested both of us to our limits and brought both of us to our knees. COVID-19 managed to do the one thing, we had always vowed never to let happen and disembody our life together, at a time when we should have been closer than ever. There is of course only one wish I want for Christmas this year - a return to normality and an end to Coronavirus.
On the day, more of Britain slipped into tier 4 restrictions and a second new variant of the virus was found in the UK, mine and Darrell's relationship continues to be plagued by the spectre of a disease, that as yet, has no end. I am consumed by anxiety every day, as the death toll rises and hospitals reach breaking point. Darrell remains relatively protected from the ravages of this illness, as our life continues together, contrasting, conflicting and fragmented in a way it never has been before.
Like most people, I hope 2021 will finally see the end of this destructive period and all of us can move on with our lives, secure in the knowledge, we did all we can to protect one another and look after the most vulnerable in society. I am happy I have followed the rules, safeguarded my peers and remained stoical throughout, working, walking, phoning family and friends and continued to live, even though at times I just wanted to give up.
I wish health, happiness and good fortune to all of you, who continue to read and support this blog and hope we can all celebrate the end of 2020 and the beginning of the end of COVID-19 together. Empathize with those who need a kindly ear, a friendly face, behind the masks we wear and give a few gentle words of hope as we enter the final leg of a journey, none of us wanted to steer!
On the day, more of Britain slipped into tier 4 restrictions and a second new variant of the virus was found in the UK, mine and Darrell's relationship continues to be plagued by the spectre of a disease, that as yet, has no end. I am consumed by anxiety every day, as the death toll rises and hospitals reach breaking point. Darrell remains relatively protected from the ravages of this illness, as our life continues together, contrasting, conflicting and fragmented in a way it never has been before.
Like most people, I hope 2021 will finally see the end of this destructive period and all of us can move on with our lives, secure in the knowledge, we did all we can to protect one another and look after the most vulnerable in society. I am happy I have followed the rules, safeguarded my peers and remained stoical throughout, working, walking, phoning family and friends and continued to live, even though at times I just wanted to give up.
I wish health, happiness and good fortune to all of you, who continue to read and support this blog and hope we can all celebrate the end of 2020 and the beginning of the end of COVID-19 together. Empathize with those who need a kindly ear, a friendly face, behind the masks we wear and give a few gentle words of hope as we enter the final leg of a journey, none of us wanted to steer!
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