Faith & Roses

I have had many New Year’s Eves filled with groups of folks in many different places and times of my life. From banging pots and pans on the steps of my childhood row home, to wild “don’t remember a thing” eves, through to babies and small children at parades. I have also sat in NA meetings and been to NA dances. I have sat alone, cared for by my Higher Power, contentedly fast asleep long before midnight. I recognize the newness of this coming year. I am grateful to be here rich in blessings both material and spiritual. Surviving and often thriving in the midst of the ongoing pandemic whose death toll continues to rise.

Today there is an additional “goodbye.” I say farewell to my dear friend Bob B … “The Big Guy,” “My Man!” Open-hearted, generous, family man, devoted husband. A “doer.” A hustler providing for his tribe. A proud grandfather. A man with a big laugh and a sparkle (always) in his eyes. He understood me and I like to think I understood him too. It’s what’s up now. Today. Purpose sets priority.