I must confess, although I've tried to stay positive and hopeful this year, it's been a real test.
Like so many, I haven’t seen my parents since February, I've lost friends without the chance to say goodbye and I've watched as the people I love struggle with the fear, uncertainty and upheaval.
I've worked harder than ever trying to keep my business going, working to build an online offering. This has been filled with more ups and downs than I can count.
I've also found huge comfort in trying to support others. Watching my wife go into school every day and work miracles to keep it open and keep the children and staff safe has been an inspiration although also at times, made me feel guilty and useless.
But there have been good times too. Long walks have increased my fitness and really helped my mental state, lazy weekends have been spent reading, listening to music and laughing with my family. I’ve loved the online wine tasting and quizzes and the summer of outdoor meals and paddling pools.
But now I want to look forward to a year of rebuilding, of seeing people again, of hugging and connection. A year of hope. I can’t wait to be with my Mum and family, go to football matches and watch the cricket with my friends.
Mostly though, I desperately want to get back to work, stand on stage and share my passion for people and their potential. Although to be honest, I don’t know whether my business will survive or what's in store for me in the future. So for now, I'm going to try to switch off and enjoy Christmas with my wonderful wife and children.
Last year, at one minute past midnight on 1st January 2020, I said, “I have a feeling this is going to be a good year,”… Oops!
I promise I won’t say the same this New Year’s Eve, but I will believe it in my heart, because hope is what gets me through…I may be wrong occasionally, but I know that whilst I have a tomorrow, I know that there’s a chance.
I hope 2021 be better for us all! x