I’m always sad once Christmas is over.
I love the build up to Christmas; the shopping, the lights, the parties and excitement.
Then on the main days I love being with family and I feel this lovely closeness to the family we’ve lost. The rituals and memories and doing the things my mum would have done make me feel so close to them and it’s like they’re there with me.
Now that it’s over and I’m back to work tomorrow it just feels depressing. The thought of the cold, dark winter days with nothing to look forward to.
And I feel this drifting away from lost family again 😔