2016: A Look Back
It is
probably safe to say that 2016 was quite the year, for both better and for
worse.
In one single year, we saw the
following: the death of the gorilla Harambe became an Internet martyr; the
United Kingdom exited the European Union in what became known as “Brexit”; an
alarming and tragic number of celebrities and icons passed away; the world
looked the other way as Syria was subject to bombings; the future of the United
States became uncertain when the country voted billionaire and controversial
figure Donald Trump to be the 45th President.
As I said: 2016 was quite the year.
But for this writer, 2016 proved to
be the most challenging year yet.
As my second semester at California
State University, Northridge neared the end, my family was dealt a great blow
when my father, Nick Urmanita, passed away after an eight-month long battle
with cancer. He was only 58 years old.
Prior to his death, I was told two
months before that my dad had chosen to quit chemotherapy, as the procedure
only worsened his pain. He instead decided to live out the remainder of his
days surrounded by loved ones, choosing quality over quantity. I was happy to
have returned home for that final week he was alive, spending all the time
close to him until his passing.
I had come to terms to my father’s
inevitable passing beforehand. Nonetheless, my father’s passing forever remains
as one of the most difficult points in my life. Naturally, it is always hard to
lose a loved one, particularly if it’s a parent. What made it more so for me
was, despite my father and I getting along just fine and loving each other just
as well, I always felt that I never spent as much time with him while he was
still alive. Which was why every moment I spent with him during those long and
difficult eight months.
When the next semester came along, I
started off the semester just fine. But the stress of the semester, combined
with the grieving of my father’s loss and learning of a former high school
classmate’s tragic death almost led to me experiencing a mental and nervous
breakdown. It was a phone call with my mother that prevented the breakdown, and
I returned home for a weekend to work on a paper and refresh myself. That
moment, along with my father’s death, showed me that even though my future is
in Los Angeles and that I should always look forward to the future, I will
forever miss home and the people I left behind.
As 2016 comes to a close, I only
have one real resolution for 2017: to see what the New Year brings. Until then,
I want to thank everyone this year that was there for me when I really needed
it. I feel truly blessed to have such wonderful people in my life.
Cheers, everybody. See you in 2017.
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