by Nicole Trilivas
It was an intense year, 2014, and it was a hard year.
The year started in London, but by June I was back in New York. I spent a month in California, driving up the coast and with my sister. I got word that I got a book deal when I was in front of City Lights with one of my best friends, Carly–whom I never get to see. Then I found out I got my British Visa.
I left New York in October to return to England. I didn’t know it at the time but my father would be dead a week later. I still can’t quite believe that I have to live my whole life without him. I still can’t quite believe it period.
2015 will be happier.
Wishing you a wonderful New Year.