No one to talk to

Dear Grace,

We play Darts. Or shoot them rather, and now I'm drinking alone. We won our first playoff match which is aweasome! Not one of my finer nights, but you are sleeping nice and tight and so is your daddy. I'm up wanting to talk to uncle k but he isn't talking to me. It's just me. I am sitting by myself with the kitty and just blabbering (to me myself and I). I haven't quit smoking so I'm doing that right now. None of my me goals have quite met the match. I'm here though. Ranting on about nothing. I hate December! Hate it. I love being cheery but it's not my thing! It started way back when my family loved to fight Thanksgiving and Christmas... no matter the year it happened on the dime... I  haven't gotten past it but I have done my darnest to try now. And thenow December 18th happened. My Mom passed. Now I think about how I don't have her. I will make Christmas amazing for you!