2008 was one of the most memorbable years of my adult life. As a child I remember never taking pleasure on staying up til 12am and getting kisses on the forehead from family members that were smelling of booze.
2008...brought me an
engagement
to the man of my dreams,my official "half way done" with college transcripts,a fresh new outlook on friendships,my mothers cancer scare,my father passing away,the manage of my dreams having a stroke at the age of 28. My father passing away and then him having a stroke hit me in a 30 day span. I thought to myself, "I must've really pissed someone out there off in another life because this is getting too surreal."I don't really understand through all of this I managed to keep a full-time job,a GPA of 4.0,and find room to train for my marathon. I may just have youth to thank for all of that.My father and I weren't the closest of people,but he grew up in a different country and had very strong religious beliefs on how woman should be treated. He loved me with every fiber of his being,however he just couldn't accept the way I grew up. "An Americanized Child" I would say I'm American,but he did give me culture along with My mother. They both taught me about the rest of the world and to see it. Never be afraid to go out of this county and see for myself. As his condition worsen so did his need for privacy. Last year of his life nobody really saw him. I came to terms with what he wanted and needed to do for himself. He didn't like Goodbye's and didn't want to leave his world saying them. RIP
Lorenzo's stroke was pretty shocking. I woke up on a Saturday morning asking him if he wanted pancakes. He had sounded if he had drank 12 beers before we went to bed. He started laughing because of how he sounded. He went to the computer to realized he wouldn't even work his right hand. We took him to the E.R and got the best care. Four days in the hospital. All test results negative,couldn't tell us a damn thing or why it happened. Just a freak accident. Left the hospital with out patient physical and speech therapy,and told to take an aspirin a day. A little over three weeks later,hes about 95% improved. speech is back,and as for is hand he can still play guitar like the badass he is,writing is improved. He's just back to normal. It's going to the hospital and receiving no answers and getting a 20k bill from them a week later that bothers us the most.
We spent New Year's Eve with his cousin and her husband. It was a perfect way to say goodbye to a year that threw a lot of bullshit our way. He was healthy and that's all I needed and wanted.
Our wedding is in June. We've only got 6 months. Nothing big but we do want to make our reception the highlight of it all. Most people aren't really invited to our exchanging of our vows. That's just too personal to the both of us.
I never make New Year resolutions because I have a tendency to do what I want when I want. This year I made one.
No conflict. I will do what I can to avoid it. I will not submit myself to someone else's ideology to do so,but I will do my best to avoid an argument over it. I'm just so tired of it.
“Nonviolence is a weapon of the strong”
peace and love
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