I'm not even sure I can write this. So much has happened that was bad between July and now that I don't want to relive. I continue to be sick with the doctors having trouble figuring out what is causing all my continuous pain. I am being forced to move in with friends due to financial reasons. So allow me to try and focus on the good that might have happened in 2014.
Well it ended really good. I kissed Barry on stage at midnight in front of a crowd of people. Embarrassing him is always a wonderful thing. He took me with him to shoot a band in Williamston, NC, which is an hour and an half east of here by car, in the middle of nowhere. The venue was called Deadwood, a Western Theme Park. Unfortunately all the ride were closed down for the season, and I didn't get to walk around to see everything it had to offer. We got there, I said hello to the guys in the band that I did know, was introduced to the three I didn't, and then Barry gave me a camera to help him shoot the show so I wasn't bored all night. It was fun, taking pictures, goofing off with the band, drinking Michelob Light (yuck! but it was the best beer they offered). They called all the single ladies to the stage (turned out it was all the ladies in the bar!) and I was behind the drum rig taking pictures, when all of a sudden all the lights on the stage go out. I though it was a part of the show since they had an amazing light show. As I walked back to the side of the stage Barry comes running over to me "You knocked out the lights!" The lights had already been turned on by then, but I was like "oops, my bad". Still can't figure out how I did that. We had both been walking back there all night getting different shots and I guess I finally hit the right cord. I told Barry I did the band a favor since there wasn't a whole lot of pretty on the stage, anyways. The show ended later than anticipated, we got home later than anticipated (well past 4 am), and I passed out. It was a really fun night and I am glad I went. It was a goo end to a horrible year. Barry has that effect on me.
I was able to spend a lot of time with my parents this year. That is a good thing. The premise of my time with them was not, but my time with them was good. They helped me a lot with my illness and paperwork and red tape.
I made new friends who are also helping me in dealing with my illness. Lots of phone conversations and emails filled with support.
I have learned, again, who my real friends are. Those who are willing to drop everything and help me. I would do the same for them.
If I were to write about the negatives of 2014 this could go on forever. I don't want to harp on them, nor do I want to remember them.
2014 had kicked me, slapped me, and dragged me through the dirt. I am glad it is over. I can only hope that 2015 will bring hope and healing for me so I can get my life back. I hope that 2015 will continue to strengthen the bonds I have with the friends I have in my life now, and with the people I will meet this year.
