Too many things have happened since then. Going back seems a futile exercise. In a nutshell...
My dad died.
I delivered his eulogy upon my mom's request. Couldn't even finish it without crying. Up to now, I still can't believe that I won't see him anymore.
Some people's true colors came out after my dad died. Which I've long known about, but was unfortunately discovered by others only recently.
I became certain of certain things. Like love, friendship and loyalty. Those who cared for me were there for me. I'm so thankful for that.