I remember the night vividly. It was a weekend in December right before the holiday and my friends, their husbands and I got together for our annual Christmas dinner. We typically celebrate at a local restaurant and this year would be my first time without my husband.
I am so happy that 2016 is behind me, but most importantly I made it through a lot of “firsts,” including the holidays. I knew Christmastime was going to be tough because there were so many new traditions my late husband and I made for our children throughout the past several years.
My late husband and I were a few of the fortunate people who could say they were born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area. We both grew up in a suburban town just a few miles south of San Francisco and saying that we took it for granted is an understatement.