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I've been wondering all weekend why I've been oversensitive and fragile. I'm coming into anniversary period. It's easy to forget that the anniversary of a parent's death is difficult, but when that's the same period as my own interesting events of last summer and when I'm still not through medical tests, suddenly fragility makes sense.

In a perfect world, people would balance the negative comments with nice things and life would throw me breaks as well as hard balls. This is not a perfect world.

It is, however, a world where time passes. I'll be over this by February. Next year will be easier. Then the year after will be easier still.

I have several friends who also have a bit of bleak memory around this time of year. I'm thinking of you.