If you survived 2019 after your mother or father, spouse, sister or brother, or best friend died, I just want to hug you. You made it through Christmas in spite of finding absolutely no jolly in your holly.

This was originally a letter I was going to write to my friend, Mike, whose amazing dad died in August. His death was more than untimely – it was just plain rude. But since then, so many of you have been slapped in the face by the cold hand of fate, that I want to write this to all of you.