I was trying to avoid making a Christmas list (I can’t think of anything) and so I thought I’d write a rant. And suddenly realized I forgot to retire November.

Which is indicative of the last few weeks, I suppose.

I’ve been busy, yo.

So about a year ago my healthy, vibrant grandmother was diagnosed with cancer. She died several months later. It was a hard holiday season.

Tonight my mom called me to tell me that my aunt’s mother has a lump in her breast that is most likely cancerous.

I hate the holidays.