1691: new year’s

What a start.

Yesterday began with my mom calling me repeatedly. I had only been awake for a few minutes so, at first I didn’t want to answer. When she kept calling, I figured it was important. When I answered the phone, I heard a voice from across the years.

My first friend, Dan.

He assumed that I would be off yesterday and somewhere near Hampton Roads, seeing that it was New Year’s Eve and all. No, I had to work yesterday and I’m 145 miles away from my mom (certainly beats the 203 in Jacksonville but not as good as the 72 when I lived in Hopewell or 74 atop Chimborazo). He was in DC for New Year’s and wanted to see me since it’s been about a decade.

It was nearly impossible.

I suggested that we meet in Richmond at 10 p.m. but he wound up stuck in traffic.

I guess that means it was impossible then.

Renée and I wound up going to Richmond anyway with Shaunelle, her beau and his friend. We went to Mojo’s in hopes of getting food but the kitchen was closed. On the bright side, I was finally able to spend a new year’s with Renée and we were in one of my favorite places in my favorite city. The decision was then made to go to Third Street Diner, my favorite bad place. There was a meltdown there after midnight so we didn’t get all of our food but gave the waitress generous tips.

When it was time to turn in for the night, things went south. Renée is more than a little allergic to Loaf but, over time, she gets used to him. It was far too long and we were using a blanket that is one of his favorites. I wound up driving her back to our home into sunrise because there’s no way she would have been comfortable if we stayed. Or able to breathe.

We’ve been awake for less than an hour. Last year, I was leaving Richmond after ringing in the new year and heading into the unknown in North Carolina. As I sit here, sipping my coffee and glancing at my fiancée, I can’t but think about the turmoil of 2012 and how it’s behind us.

I turn 30 this year. Officially, my best friend and I are now engaged to two of the best women ever. I’m in a place where I’m OK. There is a lot to plan and do in the next 364 days. I can’t wait.

Let’s do this.

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