Yesterday I had my 2nd jab of the Pfizer vaccine and at last the gates into the world outside are opening.
Getting into a taxi there and back felt very strange after all this time but the sense of things beginning to be possible again is real and positive.
Since March 18th 2020 I haven't set foot in the town or on public transport so the anticipation of doing so in the next few days or weeks seems like a dream.
Early in the pandemic I couldn't wait for life to return to normal but now it feels very adventurous even to consider a first tentative foot in that direction.
I hope this doesn't mean I've lost my nerve for all time and become a timid old lady, but the next couple of weeks will prove it, one way or the other.
It is lovely to feel a sense of hope and that there is something to look forward to again it's just a question of gathering up my nerve and making the first move.
At present I feel very lucky not to have had a close encounter with the virus and to be among those who have been vaccinated against it.
My thoughts and prayers are with all those around the world who have not been so fortunate.
