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2016

I write myself a letter at the end of every year. While supporting a friend in writing her own letter, my 2015 epistle dropped into my hands. I was surprised. It was in a pile of stationery I sift through regularly, yet I hadn’t seen it until it materialized, one corner of the envelope poking into my palm.  For the first time I can remember, I was afraid to open it.  I didn’t want to see what I had written because 2016 was a very hard year. It was far

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