On New Year’s Eve, we rang in 2020 with smiles, laughter, Chinese food, and games. The next day, I attended a memorial for my nephew. Both were celebrations of life – a celebration embracing the good moments and bidding good riddance for the bad and a life cut short, but to be honored.
My father was not a big part of our life – matter of fact, it was a rather small presence. It was like a roller coaster of ins and outs. Like any child who has a negligent parent, I was always hopeful …
Prior to the start of every new year, seems to be the time when we reflect on our lives. We think about the past year and start to wonder what we want moving forward. In order to think about what our hopes will be for the upcoming year, we need to go back. Looking back on 2018 isn’t easy for me.