2020
Lost for words. That’s how it feels. I haven’t written to you since September, not that I haven’t thought about it, I just haven’t had the words. Today is New Year’s Eve, the second without you here, the second without your laughter and excitement. Christmas holds its own demons for the grieving. When you’re missing such an important part of your own family, to be force fed happy families and even happier times, it makes that already gaping hole in your chest feel like its been filled with an arctic blast of epic proportions. Saying that, this year wasn’t as bad as last. Ive learned that taking each day as it comes is the key, not planning anything, expecting less. Christmas is all about planning the most amazing time with your family and friends but our family is no longer complete without you so, sod the planning, we’ll just take a smattering of happiness from time to time. We got through it, there were tears, lots of beautiful, precious memories and surprisingly, some smiles a...