An Extraordinarily Special Christmas

It’s early Christmas morning. I'm having a quiet hour before the day starts. There's no presents from Santa in a pillow case (pillow slip in our house) on the bottom of our bed but there's a few presents under our scaffold board and plywood Christmas tree to open. We'll wait until everyone’s here before we open them. Much more fun with a 6 year old and a 3 year old. Later today I’ll cut our spoken of but previously unseen Christmas cake.

This is Extraordinarily Special Christmas

for me and my family.

After months of treatment and anguish Christmas is a welcome relief after all “tis the season to be jolly”.

Lots of you, dear readers, have walked with me, chatted with me, commented, liked and loved my posts and helped Emma and I raise a total, so far, of £3,208.50 plus £663.75 gift aid for Bowel Cancer UK. For all that, I thank you.

People from all over the world have at sometime or another dropped in and read my blog. If, by doing that, just one person has gained any benefit then all these words are worthwhile.

Your support for Tricia and I throughout the year has been immense. Our Tuesday morning Coffee Club and our fortnightly walks have become cornerstones in our calendars and are far more therapeutic than I expected. I’ll persevere with them for as long as I can.

My intention for the rest of the day is to have a Very Merry Christmas and I hope you all do too.

Merry Christmas to you all.