It hardly seems possible that a year ago Maggie underwent surgery for a mammary strip, as if she was having a trial run for me.
This time last year we were house sitting for MSM, and she has been an absolute gem these past months looking after Maggie for us when we’ve had appointments.
Christmas is a time for celebration and we have a lot to be thankful for just now.
Some people aren’t so lucky and for them this time of year is not joyous at all.
I have always felt sad for anyone who is going to spend Christmas alone, and in past years, we invited some to share ours, even if it was just for dinner.
My MIL was determined to be on her own one Christmas, and there was no swaying her.
It transpired she wanted to watch her soaps, and knew that had she come to us, we would not have the TV on as we never did when we had company. The previous year she’d got into a right strop in front of our other guests and demanded to go home because we wouldn’t let her have her way, so Hubby got her coat and took her.
Outside the supermarkets, the charities are handing out leaflets asking shoppers to spend a little extra to purchase something on their list for the needy.
I wrote a short story that could apply to someone less fortunate than most of us.
You can read it here: