A letter to 2012:

I hate you.  You have brought so much crap and misery, I can’t wait for 2013.  13 has always been luckier for me anyway.

January brought me an RA flare that kicked my ass.  Valentines day my 19 year old nephew died – falling down some stairs, no less!!!   My ex-sister-in-law ran off with my little nephew, and we haven’t seen him since.

Spring, my brother announced his new wife was having triplets – only to have a miscarriage today.  My son gets married this month – yet he is moving in with me this week, because his house has been condemned.

2012, go fuck yourself!