This Christmas

I've never approached Christmas the way I am now. With fear; even,
dread, à little joy, and sadness. The reason is obvious, it's supposed
to be a time to celebrate but if I counted my blessings, I cant
celebrate:). Literally.
It's been one of the worst years ever and I dread à new one.
Yes, I know, 'thank God for life'. It's in the living that the problèm
lies. But the great thing about the human spirit is its ability/desire
to keep on. Regardless.

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