I should have titled this post “the first day of the rest of my life”.
I’m facing a new reality — no father. There’s been such a strange, sad, empty hole in my family’s life since the terrible day of his death…the distress is all but gone, but the ache remains.
I don’t feel much like celebrating tonight…doesn’t feel like there is much reason to celebrate. At the end of the year, I seem to have just managed to crawl across the finish line, as opposed to racing across it…and finding nothing to reward the completion of the death march that was 2007. I’ve never wanted the phrase “things can only look up from here” to ring more true…
So…goodbye 2007. There were a few good memories, such as my trip to England. But most of it was a nightmare of hospitals, doctors, emotional turmoil, and bleakness. You won’t be missed.
As for 2008…here’s your official warning NOT to tick me off!
