This is a Christmas card to the brokenhearted. To the people who are desperately missing someone, who are sick or taking care of someone who is sick, who have been laid off or treated badly or who are suffering in a life they hate and can’t change. To the people who are blessed with happy families and good years, you’re lovely, but this is not for you. The holidays can be a magnifying glass for pain, and I am speaking to those people who know what I mean. I’m with you. I’ve always had what they call “complicated holidays.” But January 1st always feels like a new birth, even if December is terrible. So, wait for it. Eat cookies in the meantime (save some for me), and be as sad as you want. I want you to know I see you there. Pretending to be a good sport. Suffering in silence. Or not even bothering to be a good sport (good for you). There are many people who don’t have anything like what looks like a Christmas card, and I want you to know you’re not alone.