We’ve heard from some La Cañada residents who are looking forward to attending Tuesday’s inaugural festivities in Washington, D.C. I am more than a little envious of them, as it will be quite the historic experience. And what a mood-lifter it will be, however fleeting!
I’d like to be there to soak up some of the sense of hope that such new beginnings bring. I know we’ve touched on that topic before; right after the November election I wrote about hanging onto whatever enthusiasm the results may have brought us in these very difficult times. And I meant it, but it was a thinly disguised pep talk for myself.
How is it possible that this natural optimist has become such a worrier? What has become of the once-easy smile and the certainty that all setbacks were nothing more than temporary blips that would soon be replaced by good times?