Happy New Year to you all! For me New Year's is more of a looking back than forward. I'm not a resolution maker, clean-slater. I'm one who asks how the past years have made me who I am going in to the new year. This past year has me thinking very much about my home and family. I absolutely love the city I live in and my family.... well they're my family. Of course I love them.
Several weeks ago, my mother and I went walking around and I took her to the Mission Dolores cemetery. It's one of those places in the city that doesn't seem real. It's quiet, calm, green and serene. The headstones are very old and have a personal feel to them. They are so un-uniform. So un-polished.
While talking to my aunt at Christmas and telling her about our visit she offhandedly asked if I stopped by my great-great grandfather's grave... I had no idea. My family has been in the Bay Area for generations but I had no idea that one of my family was buried in this tiny treasure of a place. It just solidified the idea that no matter what happens in your life, past, present or future... your home and family make you who you are this day.