A Christmas Card arrived for me in the mail in December 2006. I opened it. I looked at it. I read it. I looked at it again and most days including today, I remember it. The card was mailed to me from Ana. This card arrived during a time when I was very alone. I did not mail her a Christmas Card, although I had agreed with her to do so earlier that month on her Blog, Bonitainpink.
- I am so sorry Anna.
I didn’t have the strength to mail one to you. Christmas passed. And I feel bad. I have quietly visited your Blog four or five times, and am happy to see you are pregnant.
I felt like I was on a *bad-hit-of-E for the greater part of December 2006 and this January of 2007 due to circumstances beyond my control both online and offline. Ana, I retreated. The Christmas Card you sent was one of five I received for Christmas last year. I was so happy to open it. It is pretty neat to know you exist in real life. That hit me. I miss you Anna.
Please forgive me.
love,
Jessica
*The only way I am able to describe the cumulative effect experiences beyond my control, were having on my psyche during that period of time to today.
