So yesterday, Christmas Eve, I got out the ribbon, thumb tacks and little snowmen pegs and hung all the cards we have received on. The dado rail leaving a space for those that family may bring today and it made the room looks so festive.
It was a lovely day and finished off with a Christmas movie through which I slept it seems. At 9pm Pauline too is nodding off and so she is tucked up and sleeping by 9.30 when I pour out my nightly nip of whisky and settle for an hour of ‘My Tv time,’ when I hear a noise in the hallway.
On investigating I find a red envelope with the word, Mum, scrawled on it. As it wasn’t sealed but tucked I opened it knowing who the late caller had been and who had sneaked away without knocking.
Yes, it was from her youngest son who, 3 times a year leaves cards in the same manner or via the postman and refuses to acknowledge his mother in any other way. It makes my blood boil and yet melt when, as she did this morning, she smiles upon opening it and reads the message out loud before hanging it alongside the rest. Bittersweet 😞
It was a lovely day and finished off with a Christmas movie through which I slept it seems. At 9pm Pauline too is nodding off and so she is tucked up and sleeping by 9.30 when I pour out my nightly nip of whisky and settle for an hour of ‘My Tv time,’ when I hear a noise in the hallway.
On investigating I find a red envelope with the word, Mum, scrawled on it. As it wasn’t sealed but tucked I opened it knowing who the late caller had been and who had sneaked away without knocking.
Yes, it was from her youngest son who, 3 times a year leaves cards in the same manner or via the postman and refuses to acknowledge his mother in any other way. It makes my blood boil and yet melt when, as she did this morning, she smiles upon opening it and reads the message out loud before hanging it alongside the rest. Bittersweet 😞