Last year this time…
I have a feeling we are going to be hearing that a lot in the coming weeks and months. Reminiscing back to a a world without Covid, before words and phrases like “pandemic” and “social distance” and “mask mandates” were foreign and strange. I keep thinking about how surreal it would be to have time traveled just one year ahead and landed yourself in a March 2021 grocery store or airport or classroom or board meeting. I imagine it would quite possibly look and feel the closest to one of those apocalyptic movies our current culture has ever seen. The entire world has been changed by it. I could go on for days lamenting the loss of a way of life our children will never know while holding to hope for a future and new normal that will hold some newfound joy somewhere for us all… but I digress…
Last year this time… I was packing for a trip to Italy while continuously refreshing the Italian news following this thing called “Coronavirus” plus squeezing in a photo shoot in Miami with this lovely pair set to marry, seaside in the summer. So much would change. Within that weekend our Italian tour was canceled. Within two months their wedding was postponed. But for that moment, the first weekend in March, we enjoyed the vibrancy of the world we once lived in. We wandered gorgeous Miami from a sunny, palm tree clad State Park beach to the eclectic Wynwood neighborhood, butting up against the beautiful city’s crowds all along the way. Oh what a day!
