2020 has been a hard year. Obviously. The world's in turmoil and I'm sure many of you have had your own personal tragedies in a year where we probably should have come a whole lot closer than we actually did (not too close, socially distancing appropriately).

For me, 2020 was incredibly tough, for many reasons I won't go into. What I will do is highlight one particular aspect that resonates through daily life to this very day. I am a…

Daughter 1: Daddy, can we watch Frozen?

Me: Sure thing, honey. Does your brother want to watch as well?

Son: What's it about?

Daughter 1: Oh it's about princesses and true love!

Son - blank stare-

Daughter: and there's a snow monster.

Son: Let's roll.

-movie finishes, Daughter 1 is blaring Let it Go at the top of her lungs-

Me: What'd you think, buddy?

-Son gives me a look-

Me: C'mon, wasn't that bad was it?

Son (these are…

I love the stupidity of holding on to what has moved on.

I love the smallness of the biggest emotion we know.

I love the pain that doesn't seem to leave but you know somehow it will.

I love seeing love.

And I love how Wong Kar-Wai manages to capture all of the above and mold it into a piece of visual poetry, instilled with the melancholy, pain, joy, frivolity and promise our species' most powerful four letter word possesses.…