I missed Christmas, again, for the third year in a row. The first two years, 2020 and 2021, the Covid pandemic ran rampant. Due to a few preexisting conditions and our ages, Mr. Right and I went nowhere. We self-quarantined from all gatherings, family and otherwise, for those two years. I can attest to the depressive loneliness of not being around those we love for that length of time. This pas...
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