MIL used to really go in for Christmas, she loved it so much, it was a huge production. As she got older we pitched in more and more, until we did it all and took it to hers so she could still play hostess. It’s always been fantastic, a really lovely family time. I’m a complete grinch but when I was with her I couldn’t help but be swept along in it all.
This year she doesn’t even recognise their Christmas tree (Alzheimer’s) that DH did for/with her, and can’t cope with us all visiting at once. I just feel so flat and really not Christmassy. Our house is decorated, I made paper chains and stars as always but felt utterly miserable doing it. The whole thing is just annoying me. It’s so unbearably sad to be losing her like this. It’s too bloody much.