I thought I would tell you just a little tale about a young Mum (Me) who found herself widowed and facing Christmas with two wonderful children. This particular year everything had changed well of course it had when you loose the main stay to your family to cancer in the summer you have to face building Christmas in a different way.
So the three of us spent some time thinking what to do we had to change old traditions we could no longer open stockings on Our double bed at silly o clock in the morning so we opened them in front of the fire downstairs with Bucks Fizz to drink. Then breakfast well smoke samoln and scrambled egg with more bucks fizz instead of boiled eggs and soldiers.
We then all got dressed and opened prezzies in the sitting room with more champagne.
Then lunch then games and fresh air before movies and more games. So we made new traditions and of course we all shed a tear - I still do at christmas but hey we got through and now some fifteen years later a new set is about to be made by my children hosting their first christmases which they will do brilliantly!
I still love Christmas and seeing peoples faces when they open prezzies it is not what they have got but the smiles on theirs lips and their eyes twinkling up at you.
A tear has just rolled down my face where was that from ------------ raise a glass to all those you love and have loved Happy Crimbo in advance xgins