18 Months Later

Wow.

It has been 18 months since Rick passed away.

I really didn't want to work today.  I would have much rather spent time reflecting on the aftermath.

I think I have progressed over the time.  I still think of Rick and miss his perspective on life.  That said, I still haven't planted roots somewhere in SoCal or Baja.  That might be something to work on this year. I think the ultimate determination will be if I can make friends in the Coachella Valley.  I am finding it really hard to do so, and have promised to do a better job of trying.  With that said, I am not burning my San Diego bridges any time soon.

Also, I still reflect on how little I miss San Francisco.  It was a home for a long time and overall a good run.  That said, I am into my new life so much I do not pine for The City.  I also don't scream that I was displaced through gentrification like everyone expects me to.  I now believe it was making the decision to leave San Francisco when Rick died that makes me think this way.  I also think it was a good one in that I am now in a relatively good place.  I could be doing far worse.

That said, I still miss him.  I know he is noticing what is going on in my life and sometimes wonder if he is comparing notes with the amate.

With that said, it's on to the next milestone this year.