It’s been a long time since I studied Latin with Miss Klinginsmith, but I understood Queen Elizabeth’s calling 1992 an “annus horribilis”. That year had been a scandalous one for the royal family.
Although my family had no scandals this year (that I know of), I am happy to turn the calendar on 2021. The anxiety and pain of another year of loss from Covid coupled with losing the love of my life after fifty-six years made 2021 a challenge I’d not want to repeat.
Fortunately, there were also happy moments. I saw more of our children than in most years. I watched our grandchildren become their own people—still loving brothers, just different from one another. I made some new friends and learned a lot from my courses. Because of my History of Boston Sports class, I watched every moment of a New England Patriot’s game all by myself. I learned a lot about pronouns in my gender class. I plan to learn more this year.
I wish an “annus mirabilis” 2022 for all.