The end of March is here people. Here in NJ it is going out with a bit of a bang. Kind of calm, kind of volatile. Kind of mild, kind of cold. Pretty much kind of normal. That is what March does. I honestly can’t remember if the month came in like a lion or a lamb. I know the beginning of March brought a kind of calm after all of February’s snow but beyond that, I’m not sure.
The concept of lion v lamb is an interesting one. One we could apply to many situations.
“Wow, the weather really went downhill today. I don’t know where all that wind and rain came from!”
“Phew, I’m glad that week is over. It started out great but by the end of it I was just done!”
“Wow, we really got lucky with this vacation. The way it started, I didn’t think we would ever be able to salvage it. But as it turned out it has been one of the best ones ever!”
Lions and lambs, right?
As I neared the end of 2019, I was thinking back on the decade (the 2010’s) that would soon be ending. I realized that I had gone through a really bad decade! I had lost my dad, my uncle, and my aunt (who had been like parents to me off and on throughout my life). My younger son had gone through some serious challenges (all better now, happily reported). My husband was diagnosed with cancer (an ongoing battle but he is doing well, again, happily reported). My mother went into near kidney failure and had to make some serious lifestyle changes. Our country spent four embarrassing years (my opinion, I know) under the leadership of a man who should not have been President, and prior to that my state spent eight years under the leadership of a man who hated public schools and public school teachers.
So I was really looking forward to a new decade. Lions and lambs, right?
2020 arrives with all its renewed promise and, yup, you know where I am heading with this. The world is besieged by a global pandemic.
Lions and lambs, right?
And yet, through it all, and I do mean all, I have to pause and think. Throughout this year of Covid-19, throughout that decade that delivered such challenges, there were lions and there were lambs. And throughout those vacations that almost went wrong, those weeks from (you know where), those days that leave you beaten up or struggling to get home, the lion and the lamb keep leap-frogging. Lion, lamb, lion, lamb, lamb, lamb, lion, lion…
Today I get my second dose of the vaccine. So that makes today a lamb day, right? Tomorrow I might not feel well as a result of the second dose (a bit of a lion) but still, in this case lamb trumps lion.
So maybe March is our reminder that we can handle the lions because there is always a lamb. And we must be humble about our lambs because there will be lions. But, ultimately, we got this. Because we have no other choice!