Time doesn't wait for any person. One minute you are in 2018 and the next thing you know, 6 years have passed and you are in 2024! Of course that isn't what really happened, but it seems to have been a mere blink of an eye.
Six years means a lot of things have transpired in that time. The death of my father, the birth of 4 more of my grandkids, bringing the total to 13 grandchildren. The growth of the Seaward Publishing House...from one lone book to an inventory of six books. The latest book published was The Church is the Ark by Pastor Matt Krachunis.
In the midst of those six years, I added another biography to the mix. A sequel, if you will, to the Letta in China book. This one is Margaret In Singapore.
In the midst of those six years, COVID came and went. I was in Singapore in February 2020, when the hint of COVID was being mulled over. Before I boarded the plane to fly back to Seattle, I heard announcements of flights being canceled to and from China. When the plane landed at Narita, it felt surreal walking through the airport to reach my next flight. Apparatus had been set up to 'cleanse' passengers before they boarded the next flight. The airport didn't have the same hustle and bustle it normally had. I expected the same when I arrived in Seattle, but at that time the impact of COVID had not registered yet on the US shores, so it was business as usual upon landing.
Of course, business as usual didn't last long and by March things were in lock down. The rest of the story is known by all, far and wide. (unless you were hiding under a rock during that time). Now it seems all timelines are prefaced with ..."oh yes that was before COVID"...or "I think that happened after COVID"...when COVID actually ended, no one really knows because it seemed to have lingered around, or at least the ideas of COVID and everything COVID related.
The past four years have been interesting to say the least. Whether it be politics, health, personal pronouns, etc, this appears to be the time of great divisions. Gone are the days of, "well, we can agree to disagree" and on to the days of, "If you don't agree with me, then you are a moron and I don't want to even talk to you ever again." Thankfully, I seem to have true friends and acquaintances who do not adhere to the latter and lean more to the former way of thinking.
Whelp, now that we have caught up with the past six years, let us see where we go from here, shall we?
