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Christmas For Those Who Grieve

Christmas is not always a joyous time for everyone, particularly for those of us who are grieving. I write this letter for you.

by Tiffany Chu

Christmas For Those Who Grieve

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Thank you so much for your interest in reading mine and my son, Ren’s book. Your support means more than you know. 🩵 Prelaunch page: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/tiffanychu/revenir/ Blurb: When love transcends the boundaries of time, memory, and even death itself. In the world of Reveria, broken dreams rise as trails of light across the night sky. A blacksmith’s boy vanishes into rebellion. Two cosmic beings—one of Memory, one of Void—discover their forbidden love might reshape reality. The Constellation of Forgotten Things weaves together interconnected tales of love that defies impossible distances: between life and death, earth and sky, remembering and forgetting. Each story illuminates a different facet of love’s power to endure—and its cost. This collection is both an act of remembrance and a celebration of the stories we tell to keep our beloveds alive, proving that some bonds transcend even the veil between worlds. Perfect for readers who cherish emotionally resonant literature, poetic prose, and stories that explore the profound depths of human connection. Love that would change the constellations and the reality of existence. Content considerations: These stories deal with mature themes including mental health struggles, death, political oppression, and some contain suicidal ideation. While handled thoughtfully, please consider your comfort level with these topics. Kickstarter Launch Date: August 2026
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Originally published December 2023, I've made this available for all subscribers. This year, we mourn my mother-in-law along with our son.

Dear Inklings,

Christmas is not always a joyous time for everyone, particularly for those of us who are grieving.

I write this letter for you.

I reflect on the way holidays make feelings of grief more acute, and how my family honours those we’ve lost in this time when others seem focused on celebrating.

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