Letters to Slimmy, Chapter 23

Merry Christmas, Slim. Today marks 8 years. Doesn't seem that long, does it? I'm extremely emotional today. Tears well up and fall as if on cue. My mind is racing a mile a minute and I can't think straight. I want to be alone, but must endure their presence. I will try to keep busy to get me through. Wish me luck. I love you.