Back to reality. Holiday is over. Yes. They were rugged but funny ... and hopeful. We toured beautiful places but I also sprained each foot and cut my right hand by washing a glass. As a result: 12 stitches.But it does not matter. A complex year is coming. Of changes. Challenges. Of new friendships and of others regrettably discarded. But ... maybe it was the better. There are cycles that must be fulfilled.
On the other hand I appreciate that during this last time (including 2016) we have created ties with new friends.
Things are different and we can tell. However, although cautiously, I am being optimistic. Always with that pain in my heart that will never leave me.
I hope 2017 you treat us well, that you are fair, that you make us things not very difficult. But above all ... that you give health to me, my family, my friends.
P.S. I still miss you dad.
