The first Christmas

Its only been two months since i unexpetedly lost my mum, i feel as though im coping quite well mentally but i dont really go out as that was one of the things me and her would do and i guess im scared ill just break down at memory of her being with me, ill get there.

Anyways i kinda dreaded Christmas as it was going to be the first without her i dont usually spend it with her just pop in to exchange gift and let her watch my son open his. The thing that hit me that i never even thought about was seeing the gift tag on my sons present and seeing it only said from grandad and my present with just dad on. The thought of that had not even come across my mind. 

As my 8 year old came down and read his tag it hit me like a steam roller and i couldnt hold the tears back and they began to flow, him being concerned ran straight to me and knew straight away and asked is it Grandma mum? I didnt hide it and simply said yes and made sure he knew i was ok. He is so strong and brave he was very close with my mum and spent alot of time together.