2013 is in the books

I haven’t written since last year?! What the heck is going on?

Well, to hook into my last post… Cohabitation happened. I moved in with the love of my life. Well, her and her cat. Is that why I haven’t written? To be honest, no. It contributed, though.

As with past absences, most it was from work. Most of November and December was spent working on a short film for my company’s holiday party. This year we pulled out all the punches, visual effects galore and a story with multiple locations spread out over time and space. Wanna see it? Wait in line.

All was looking up as 2013 came to a close. Earlier in the year my stagnant career broke free when I was promoted. There was so much to be thankful for and tout as proof for the best year ever.

Unfortunately, 2013 couldn’t end without a tragedy close to my heart. My fraternity brother, friend and close friend of my late brother was shot and killed in a senseless act of violence. Mark Womack was a great man — a tremendous man. He had so much ahead of him and his spirit was one that brought happiness to me when we spoke. But it was decided his time one this Earth was meant to end at the ripe age of 23. So, I ended the year with him and his family in mind and heart. Especially his sister. I know all too well what those first days and week without your other half are like. Although I felt the urge to reach out, I couldn’t tell if it were the right time to do so and still haven’t.

I entered 2014 with the reminder that life is short. So short that I must embrace the good things, no matter how small, and try not to sweat the bad either.

I also realized that I must constantly step back and see the forest for the trees. So much has changed this year, mostly for the better too. I might have gone a year without seeing my family, but my dad and I spent countless hours talking face to face over FaceTime.

So that’s that. 2013 was meant to be a year I continued to improve my life and the lives of those around me. I might not have hit my pie in the sky goal, but I certainly made a dent in it.

That’s worth something, right?


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