December is always a little tough for me because it was the month my father died in 2003. I will always remember the day that I handed him my business card after deciding on a career as a freelance writer. It read:
He handed it back. "One day it will say 'journalist and author.' "Vanessa McGrady
But I never thought that I had enough to say.
Of course, my father was always right. It still takes me a long time to realize this.