It’s an emotional month for me – Dec 7 was my sisters birthday, she would have been 26 this year. I look down at my arm, and am reminded of how many things time does not devour, or not quickly.
We are in the middle of Channukah, which was always a fun time for me, and in addition to basically half of my family being gone, it’s been a number of years since my entire extended family was able to get together for the holidays. I found out the other day my uncles were lamenting the same thing. The ones who were local (more or less) got together. The rest of us are so spread out 
My uncle found this letter my mom wrote to her parents when she was 22, he scanned it in and sent it along to the family. Not only did it make me smile, and cry, but it provided my next tattoo, her closing will be along my other arm, so I can look down and see it always.
It’s a PDF, I’ve added a link, but posted is the piece.
