See ya later 2013!

     Is it horrible to say I am so glad that 2013 is over? It was a good year.. well.. it could of been worse. I've had much worse. The holidays were hell. Family drama, and a bunch of awkward situations. I'm grateful and ashamed of my family all at the same time. I wish we could just get along for one day, however, it never seems to work out. No matter how much wine and pie we have someone always has to say something; to piss someone off. Keep in mind I only have my sister and mom left. It's not like there are twenty family members to keep happy. No. Just three stubborn, jaded, Italian women. 

     It honestly did not feel like the holidays. Thanksgiving was spent with friends. It was nice and filling. Christmas was too sunny and warm. We were too poor to afford presents and did what we could. Decorations from the dollar store were hung the day of Christmas. An odd looking Santa made of shiny sting hung from the front door. Reminding me that there would be no hope for our sad Christmas every time I left the house.
      And now its 2014! A new year! A new year to a new you! No. Just no. My Dad always said the only thing good about getting older is that the year seems to go by faster. It's true, and I'm not too sure how I feel about this. When I look back it's as if someone has the finger stuck on the fast forward button. We passed the chapter where we were. I keep scream for them to stop and rewind to where we were and nothing. Everything just keeps moving faster and faster until the wavy lines appear.