I catch myself complaining a lot, and 2018 was not a year that I was very positive about a lot of things. When life threw me for a loop, I bitched and moaned about it. A lot. And I can recognize venting and mourning loss, but I also have to acknowledge what a lucky son of a Barbie (I won’t curse at my mother today) I am. In 2018: I got to be there a lot more for what turned out to be our Nanay’s last year.  I spent a lot of times with my friends, and made a few new ones. I finally got to deal with my health,…