All this fun ahead of us today ❤
For the last two years decorating for Christmas has felt more of a chore than a joy. What with the cancer and a baby who wouldn’t stop crying day and night, Gary, the older children and I were exhausted. Last year I remember having got out all the decorations into the living room, and disappearing to my bedroom to cry my eyes out. Not to be too melodramatic but I was bone tired and terrified that this might be my last Christmas.
I thought I had hidden it fairly well from my children yet when I mentioned this year that we were decorating this Saturday, T11 looked me squarely in the eye and told me gently that he had not really enjoyed decorating the last couple of years. Although this saddened me, I understood. Neither had I. This year, I determined it would be different. It would have been anyway, simply because…
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