The terror, disbelief and sheer pain. Ah Christmas. A time of joy? Not for everyone.

Sending all my love to my amazing and beautiful mum who spends each and every Christmas giving love, care and attention to people with no families or homes to go to. Those thoughts create times of joy, that is worth celebrating. The red and green, the hideous tinsel, the overconsumption, the painful tunes on repeat pale in comparison to the true spirits that keep on giving day in day out, year after year.

I love you mama
(even if you did make me sit on Santa’s knee…I don’t remember it anyway!)