I am prepping to mail my holiday cards — not really “holiday” cards, per se. They always feel like connection cards, and I mail them out anywhere between now and Valentine’s Day. If I push the envelope further than that (which I have), I’m likely to just let them dribble off, leaving a trail of half-addressed, unmailed cards in the basket that I will ultimately move into the back room of my apartment.

I never mailed cards en masse like this until the December after my youngest son died, now almost 20 years ago, when he was 21. He died…

Annaliese Jakimides

Annaliese Jakimides is a word & visual maker. witness. rooted in cracked sidewalks & deep fertile soil. She lives in Bangor, Maine. www.annaliesejakimides.com

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