2016 can go to hell; I can’t think of a single positive thing that’s happened to me this year.
In the fifteen months since we married, my husband has spent a few days per month–a week at most–at home. He’s been around so little in 2016 that he never spent two consecutive weekends in Ventura.
As a fitting end to this wretched year, Chris will miss Christmas due to work obligations, just as he did last year. If I see my husband again before 2017, it will truly be a Christmas miracle.