Love and Loss

I always remember the first Christmas after my father had passed away. Eleanor and I were in Queensland. I remember that I had an overwhelming sense of loss and abandonment.

This year it will be different. This will be my mothers last Christmas. I don't know what's worse losing someone and not having them spending it with you or knowing that this is their last Christmas and that there will be no more......

It's strange, what, why and how you think about that scenario. On the one hand I really want this to be a peaceful time but on the other I dread the thought of one final Christmas, because there will be no more.

That's it. For 41 years I have had this person around for 41 Christmas's but there will be no more.

What I say to people at this time of year is this. Cherish your family and friends because you don't know whether there will be another Christmas.........

My mum through her tears said this to me the other day " I'm not going to heaven...I'll always be with you and always have been......."

Carrie Latet once wrote;

"Ever felt an angel's breath in the gentle breeze? A teardrop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an angel's favourite hiding place."