It is hard to believe that 2015 will end at midnight tonight. For me, the past year has been full of highs and lows, good times and bad times. Tonight, the slate is wiped clean, per say. We will all awake in a new year, full of new dreams, obstacles, and opportunities. My 2015 started 35 minutes into it, with a phone call I expected, yet still did not want to receive. My grandmother, Mamaw Liz, has fought the good fight, and at the start of a new year, she finished her race. Her daughter, my mother, and her husband were with her as she slipped away. She was a great woman, and I real forever cherish the memories of going to work with her at the courthouse. That was definitely not how I wanted to start my new year. Two days following my grandmother’s funeral, my daddy had a checkup with one of his doctors in Texarkana. Daddy had battled and beat cancer before, so we all expected the diagnosis he received. He did indeed have cancer again, but it was not the same as before. On Jan.
