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Christmas comes but once a year and seemingly earlier every year.
I used to absolutely love Christmas, then we lost Mum and for the past 2 years it’s never felt the same.
Christmas without mum felt like bread without butter. Nice … but something delicious was missing. Although bread is nice it￼s a lot better with lashings of butter.
This year however I’m actually looking forward to it , in a “well I’m not dreading it kinda way.”