Excited for Christmas!
Actually, for the first time in a few years, I am excited for Christmas!
Not to sound like a miserable cow, but I must admit, the last couple of years have felt a bit shit without Mum being here. She was my Christmas. So much of how you celebrate the festive period is built around how you spent it as a child. All the traditions, the smells, the songs, the 80’s brash decorations! I loved all of it!
I certainly don’t want this to be a sad blog just before Christmas, but I know a few people that are experiencing Christmas for the first time this year without one of their parents, or a parent that is incredibly ill, and I just want you to know that you’re in my thoughts. It doesn’t seem like it now, but I want you to know that it does get just a little bit easier as the years pass.
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Last night was the first night in a long time that I had a period of not being able to sleep… normally, once I’m out… I’m out! Last night however, was different. Two years ago at almost the exact time I woke up, I was on my way to the hospital to pick up my Dad. He’d made the call an hour earlier to say that my Mum was now at peace and had passed away. I was now reliving it all instead of sleeping. 
Mum Running Life 