Christmas eve is on us and the big guy has his sled loaded and on his way and tomorrow will be full of excited children, turkey and brussel sprouts and fun will be had by all (we hope)
There will though of course be the empty chairs and presents not bought for lost loved ones and they will be missed (but life must go on)
Four years ago I lost Dad and approaching Christmas was feeling low (understatement) when a friend of mine who lives in Norfolk suggested that at 12.00 we should raise a glass and toast to lost loved ones, we then invited a few family members and friends to join us.
On the day at 12'00 I took myself out onto the patio with my mug of tea and at 12 raised it to the heavens and toasted Dad and somehow at that moment knowing I wasn't alone and that I was stood with others sharing their love.
Since then we have through the power of facebook made it an annual event inviting friends from far and wide, last year on the day there was more than 300 of us all stood together at 12 wherever we where (worldwide) and after the event so many stated how much better they felt knowing that we were all stood together shoulder to shoulder sharing our los and love.
With this in mind I would invite you to join us tomorrow at 12.00 wherever you are and raise a toast "to lost loved ones"
Merry Christmas to my new running familyfriends wishing you all much joy and happiness
Love and best wishes
rolysmate
aka Puffin Billy
Paul John Walker, the born again runner xxx