We are winding down with all the holiday activities at our house and getting ready to get back to normalcy. We spent some time this holiday with family in the Dallas area. It was nice seeing everyone but man we were tired when we got home. Also, Cruz was sick when we were in Dallas and then Brian got sick afterwards which meant we stayed in on NYE. To be honest I am okay with staying in on NYE. In my twenties NYE was such a big deal. At that time, I lived in California. Everyone always went out on NYE. We always had an over-priced dinner and tried to make that night the time of our lives. On NYE 2008 I planned New Year Eve at the pier in Hermosa Beach. When I was getting ready to go out for the night, I received a call from my brother. My dad was in an ambulance being rushed to the hospital. He went into cardiac arrest that night. Nine days later he died. From that point on my life changed.
As we rang in the new year, and new decade, I reflected on my life and where I have been and where I want to go. Over the last ten years I moved from CA => Dallas => Houston. I also met and fell in love with my husband (side note – we knew each other in high school). He was the reason I moved to HTX. I also became a stepmom and a mom. I lost my cat (14 years old) to diabetes on Cruz’s first birthday party. Later that year I became a dog mom to Scooby. I also grew in my career too … spending much of the decade at Francesca’s where I met some great friends and mentors. I have grown up a lot in the last ten years. When my dad passed away, I was still trying to figure out life (as a grown-up kid). After he died, I started to learn to navigate through life (as an adult).
With life’s twists and turns I welcome 2020 with open arms. My six-year-old told me that ten years from now he’ll be partying all day and partying all night on NYE! He also said he won’t be hanging out with his parents that night either. My stepson Tayton is in college now and stepdaughter Kayden is starting high school. I want to bottle up this time. It goes by fast. My hope is that they have good memories of their childhood, like I did. My hope is that they know they are loved unconditionally. My hope is that they can go out in the world fearlessly and live it the way they want to.
My dad died on 1/9/09. I miss him terribly. He taught me these lessons that I want to pass on to my kids. Last night I watched a video of my dad from Christmas 2005. He wasn’t in it a lot although did say “Merry Christmas”. I was overwhelmed with grief and sadness after hearing his voice. My friend commented on my FB post saying, “I’m so glad that you have these memories and that you felt so loved by him that he earned this amount of grief”. Very well put.
I’m not one to write down goals for the new year. I know them. I want to continue to be the best person I can be to my husband, family, and to GOD. Happy New Year friends! Live life fearlessly. You can do it!