I think I stopped believing in miracles or christmas wishes when I was little; a series of unfortunate events one after the next seems to be the holiday gifts this year. Exhaustion, stress, worry, family being
ill, deaths and now the patron grandfather of the family not doing so well. I just want one thing this year, let Papaw see the holiday through before whatever fates want to take him home and away from us.
Seeing the old man's face light up when his grandkids and great grandkids are around is one of the best things ever, and he's loved by everyone even when he's yelling at you for doing something dumb.
So really.. Fates.. can you just.. stop being a fucking buzzkill for a couple months. That's all I'm asking for this year. A little hope before you smash it again.