So, how was your Christmas?
Full of cheer, festive fizz and marvellous memories to get you through the next year?
Are you still somewhat stuffed, but ready to eat drink and be merry all over again on New Year’s Eve?
If you are, then I actually imagine you are in the minority – despite what the pictures on Facebook show.
When I was little, my Grandad died on Christmas Eve. My mum had four children under six and, despite finding out mere hours earlier that her beloved dad had suffered a fatal heart attack, she managed to still put on a happy face for us on Christmas day. To open our presents with us. To laugh at our little games. To play, to eat Christmas dinner. To snuggle up and watch festive films. To keep the magic of the day alive for us all in every way. Continue reading