Most people will think I absolutely love Christmas, afterall I am forever dancing around to the cheesy Christmas tunes embarrassing my babies and couldn’t wait to dust off the novelty jumpers & awful sickly festive DVDS! But in reality, Christmas for me is a very difficult time, as it is for many others.
In 2006 I lost my Poppa on Christmas Day, followed by my wonderful Nanny 30th December a few years later. These two deaths alone made me dread the Christmas period, but as a Mummy you learn pretty bloody quickly to paint that smile on and chuck yourself into the festivities to ensure your babies have the most magical time.
Then in December 2014 I had my cancer treatment. As a mother it absolutely broke me being so unwell and not able to give my babies the Christmas they would normally have. But equally, it was probably one of the most touching and special as we weren’t rushing around trying to cram everything in. I also remember getting a pretty spectacular phone call late Christmas Eve; my wonderful Oncologist wanted to tell me personally I was cancer free. I will always be indebted to that man for giving me more time with my babies. Always.
This year, the lead up to the festive season has been very difficult again, but for reasons I’m not quite ready to share just yet. But my duty as a Mummy will always be to ensure that my babies have magical memories. I of all people know how precious these are.
Despite the challenges surrounding Christmas, a text I got from a good friend prompted me to reflect and appreciate some of the wonderful people I have around me. He called me ‘pigheaded’ because I have a tendency to shut down & not deal with certain shit. Now, if anyone else would have called me that they would have been firmly told where to go ha! But I think he is probably the one person who can get away with it & actually make me question my actions. For that I love him, even if he is a car-nut chav 😉 And I probably don’t tell him enough how incredibly proud of him I am.
Then there is the Northern blonde bombshell who just says it like it is whether I want to hear it or not lol! And the loveable cocky Glaswegian who drives me absolutely mad, but has a heart of gold. The ginger swadie who I miss more than he realises. And my wonderful ‘adoptive’ family who would do anything for my babies & have been there through thick and thin over the past 8 years. I Love you all x
I think sometimes we get so blinkered fixating on just getting through each day that we forget to step back and appreciate those around us. And for anyone else who finds Christmas hard, I’m sending you a hug & vodka 😉
And always remember…..
Amy Griffiths, Well Being Freedom Services Ltd ©