Today we continue our look into the Christmases of my past, in order to remember the good moments and the lessons learned throughout the years.
Christmas with Granny
When I was growing up my granny was my very favourite person, she always had a hug and a cake for me, and stood up for me when I needed it. One year she came to Christmas Dinner when I was four, I was really excited because I loved my granny, but also so I could show off my Minnie mouse roller skates.
You were meant to watch over me,
The only one that could hear or see,
Leaving at the first chance you got,
Taking the bait and leaving me to rot.
Mother took her pain out on me,
Until you came back for a spot of tea,
You would disappear for months at a time,
Laughing and joking as you drank your wine.
Today it feels like my brain is just running on empty, I am so terribly tired and I have a hunch it is to do with blogtober. You see I have been basically grieving as I’ve been taking part, it has been so great to share my feelings about what has just happened to me and everything I was going through at the time, but now my brain is so tired.
I love Halloween but this year I’m extra glad it’s here because I made it, blogging every day for thirty-one days straight! It is completely knackering, I’ve been up obsessing over posts, putting myself down, and completely frazzled at times but I did it!
It hasn’t hurt my passion for writing at all, I thought I’d be sick of it all by now, but if anything I am more passionate about it than I was. I thought for this post I would list all the things that blogtober has taught me.
Important Announcement at end of post!
Yesterday I spent the entire day relaxing, watching Netflix, painting my nails a bright colour, gave myself a facial, and wrote. I did it all so I would feel relaxed and calm today. You see I’d been worried about going out all week, the lady I was going out to see is absolutely lovely and we always had a great friendship.
Anxiety has been rearing its ugly head of late, we are looking to move as soon as we possibly can and I absolutely hate moving. I hate it more than anything if I’m being honest, it is the most stressful thing in the world to me, but the house we are in is causing me so much more stress than anything else combined.
Today I had to take my cat to the vet to have his annual booster jag and his six monthly health check. Every time I go into the vets I always assume the worst is going to happen as if my cat is going to die on the table, but he didn’t. He was absolutely fine, just needs to go get his teeth cleaned in a few weeks.
