|Present time - sharing memories|
I failed to anticipate just how tiring Christmas preparations would be, combined with the demands of the caring role and less help for us over the holiday period so found myself in bed for much of Boxing Day (St. Stephen's Day to my Irish friends). Roch, Kate and Tom went to Griffin Park for the Brentford match. (Brentford drew to Brighton and Hove). Evening festivities recommenced when they got back and I once more rose to the occasion.
|Magnificent pudding provided as always by our Mauri|
|At Griffin Park|
|Christmas Day selfie!|
I made a promise to myself on Christmas morning when I woke up feeling more exhausted than I ever have before at Christmas: new family tradition will be Christmas Eve takeaway. So far, that's my only concession to MND but I suspect there will have to be more. It's a shame, because I love it all. I'm thinking the Christmas cookies have to stay...
Still, despite fatigue and the occasional tearful moment (many thanks to my wonderful children for all their help over Christmas and for providing the occasional shoulder), there were lots of happy moments together and new memories to treasure.
|"It's a song!"|