Time Marches … We Endure


Solemnity of the Blessed Virgin Mary, the Mother of God

It happens every year as far back as I can remember, and maybe as far back as you can remember yourselves. When the old year makes way for the new, we say “Good riddance.” And we sing “Auld Lang Syne” and drink champagne and spin noisemakers and light up the night sky with fireworks. We may have done some of those things last night, or maybe you just went to bed early like you’ve done the last decade or so, as I did. But we like to think that we’ve put all of it squarely behind us. “See ya later 2020.” It makes sense that we want to pin blame on someone or something for everything that did not go well or anything we didn’t particularly like. So 2020 gets to be the scapegoat for all things ugly and disagreeable…

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