This has been a bit of a hard Christmas, so far. (It's Christmas Day here now - I know my US friends still have one sleep to go!) My extended family gets together on Boxing Day, so this afternoon, as I type, it is quiet and restful. The kids and I are at my mum's now, having done the "usual" family Christmas morning thing at home, for the first time as a separated couple. It was a bit rough. On all of us, I think. There was a bit of na-na-nastiness re Christmas arrangements yesterday... but it didn't last long. Mostly it was just a bit awkward and sad.
Like all holidays, really, Christmas can sometimes be very tough. The fact that we feel it is supposed to be all about love and togetherness just makes the lack of those things, where it exists, an extra raw
