This is Christmas no 6 for me and my mum in her care home. The first year Christmas Day my partner and I sat in the car eating smoked salmon sandwiches after driving across the whole of London to see her. It was fun for us. My daughter cooked us dinner later (a vegan one) with champagne and music. It is a poignant memory, and a special Christmas but very different. Mum didn't enjoy receiving presents (she hadn't got any to give) and that has taken some getting used to. I bring satsumas, nuts and crackers with some presents like bamboo socks.But partner didn't want to do that again, so we've changed it every year...Christmas Eve didn't work so well (mum was confused as it wasn't the 'right' day and got upset) Boxing Day and the day after were all good for her. This year I may go on Christmas Day alone and celebrate later with my family. Mum always says, I'm the only one here! Every one else has time at home with their families! Which is true and I long to have her home with me helping to ice the cake which was a lovely moment 7 years ago that I would love to recreate but know that her home is where she is best; safe in the routines and 24 hour care that she truly needs, she is so vulnerable.