These are the Holidays

As November draws to a close, I am forced to reflect the closing of fall and beginning of winter. Looking back at these lonely posts I feel a little bipolar. They are full of hope, love, anger and resentment. It's time for something in between. Thats were we should live right? In moderation with no depletion or excess. Always looking forward, never being complacent, but at least being content. I've lost that satisfaction in everyday things. I've forgotten to be grateful for every moment of everyday. I've lost track of how lucky I am.

This years thanksgiving was a time of reflection, and the past has not been so bright. There were more tears than food, and more arguments than conversations. The holidays seem to be caving without Tata. It was so hurtful seeing what he loved be butchered with sorrow. Its more than understandable that this family is still hurting, but I could help but think that Tata would be so hurt to see us like this. I'm sorry Tata, I'm doing my best. One day they'll remember again.