I love Christmas – from putting up the (real!) tree, to mulled wine & mince pies, and all the thought, care and effort I love to put into choosing gifts each year! It’s like this wonderful build-up of excitement, hope and expectations…. which unfortunately is not a healthy combination for me, or at least it hasn’t been so far.
Despite how much I love the festive period – I honestly do, it’s my favourite time of year – it’s also been a repeated source of heartache and disappointment for me over the years. Perhaps it was the fact that we didn’t have much money growing up, so I never got that Barbie dream house? Or perhaps it was because my father passed away when I was 7 so all I ever really wanted for Christmas was him, and that was never going to happen? Continue reading “Skipping Christmas”