I have volumes I could write about spending another Christmas season without hearing from you or your family. I am still the big, bad, scary birth
monster mother according to the LDS culture, especially since I won’t go quietly into that good night and just “move on” and “accept” you were better off somewhere else than you would have been be with me.
It’s all a damned lie, just so you know. You would have been just fine with me.
So as my mother always says, “If you can’t say something nice then don’t say anything at all.” I so I am choosing to not say anything at all.