Well here it is, Merry Christmas!
As you know, my Mutti is German, so
we celebrate Christmas this evening here – on the 24th.
The house is filling up with family,
busy fingers are last minute wrapping,
and I shall soon leap into action in the kitchen and serve our traditional German meal of
Bratwurst, Stampfkartoffel und Sauerkraut.
But before I shoot off,
I would like to stop for a minute and think about those of us
who aren’t in a good space,
who are very ill, or whose loved ones are poorly.
Those who are alone, with no family;
who struggle with this time of year because it isn’t happy for them,
because somebody has gone on ahead,
and Christmas brings up too many memories.
I know many of you personally, and we speak often.
And just because I’m tearing around this week and the kids are home and life is all of a bustle here,
please know that I think about you more than you know,
and how I wish things were different for you.
My parents and I were talking this morning, over breakfast,
and it hit me how lucky lucky lucky I am to be able to do that.
So this evening at 9pm,
I shall quietly say a little hello to you in my head,
and wish you a peaceful Christmas Eve.
Love and Peace,