The 12 Days of Griefmas - Dark Little Critter
Ah, Christmas and grief. They go together like raw eggs and rum. Hello, my friends. I’m typing to you with sweat-slicked palms. I have this idea about dark feelings during the holidays. This idea wants out. It’s chittering like a pissed-off chipmunk and giving me a headache. Critter is here – my faithful friend, straight-talking … Continue reading The 12 Days of Griefmas →