More waxing on

I wonder when this became a blog about my mother.

I think, for the New Year, it will not be about so much sadness. My mother would want me to be happy, and would be annoyed if after a year spent blogging about how sad I was I was losing her, I spent another year blogging about how sad I am that she's not around.

I remember when my grandfather died. I didn't understand her sadness. You see, she was in her 40s or 50s. And yes, he was only in his 70s, but I thought she was ready for it, that she accepted she would lose him.

Now, I understand.

Because even though I am in my thirties, the emptiness is not one that can be filled, and while, perhaps if you are 50, and someone you love passes away at 90, you still miss them.

Ah, but I'm breaking my rule for 2008.

Positive introspection, so I must end on a positive note.

Today is Jan. 7, 2008, 12:43 a.m. (Yes, I'm having a hard time sleeping tonight)
The year 2007 has left us, bye bye crappy year.
The year 2008 has been here safely for 7 days and 43 minutes.

May the year be filled with fortune, and a few lovely, fortuitous endeavors.