in theory, i’m supposed to write a christmas letter this year. i say “in theory” because i honestly don’t know if i have the strength or the desire to do so this time around. what would the purpose be in writing a letter if all of the news is bad?
it’s been a difficult year on so many different levels (some of you know some of the levels, others know others, few know all), but i continue to press on, remembering that i have to breathe, have to take that next step.
i received a text message this morning from my sister with the news that my uncle had passed away. i just saw him last month for a short amount of time, and never in my wildest dreams as i hugged him goodbye did i know that it would be the last time i would see him.