One year ago today, the most important person in my life, my mother Donna Miller, died.
This past year has been a roller coaster of emotions. A lot of fantastic things happened. My book, “Beer Lover’s New England” came out. Luckily, I got copies before my mother died so she got to see it. It made her happy when I read her this part of the acknowledgements, “First, I want to thank my mother, Donna Miller, who convinced me, despite her not liking that I drink beer, to write this book.” She smiled, which was rare while she was in the hospital.
I had tons of book signings and beer talks throughout the year. Wormtown Brewery even named a beer after me. I don’t think they knew how much that meant to me, because they told me shortly after my mother had passed.
Throughout the year, I attended tons of beer events, and got to spend a lot of time with friends and making new friends. In some ways, it was one of my better years.
But, always in the back of my mind, I would feel guilty for enjoying myself. I was sad that my mother was not here, that I couldn’t share what was going on in my life. I felt bad enjoying myself because she was gone.
I’ve decided to stop feeling that way. It has been a full year. My mother would be so upset if she knew that’s how I felt, so the best way for me to honor her memory is to be happy. And I’m going to do that.
I just wanted to take this opportunity to thank all my friends, in the beer world and out, for just being my friends this past year. You’ll never know how important you all have been to me and how much you really helped me get through this year.
Thank you all.