Somehow it doesn't seem fitting to wish folk a 'Merry/Happy/Joyous Christmas' on here, when we are all, in one way or another, in a battle with the despicable diseases under the dementia umbrella, in addition to any other circumstances which may be affecting how we feel.
So this post is really just, in the spirit of Christmas, a message to all of us. It's ok, to let go of the old traditions if they no longer fit our family dynamic. If they make us feel super stressed from the relentless pressure to have the 'perfect' celebrations. If they make us feel sad rather than happy.
It's ok not to wrap copious pretty gifts, decorate lavishly and cook a 5 course meal!
Some of us have people at home who will become heartbreakingly confused or even aggressively agitated by the departure from the norm, the noise, the bustle, the people. Some of us will have loved ones in residential care homes, or nursing homes, or psych wards... who no longer know who we are or who are mithered by our visits. Some of us will have recent losses which are still too raw to bear. Some of us, bitterseet memories of Christmasses past that can no longer be.
So if that's you - and this year it is me, because my Dad is 'missing' and my son is overseas.... it's ok to not have decorated your tree properly yet (I haven't) to still be wrapping gifts, to be looking at the muddles that still haven't magically transformed into an instagram worthy festive photoshoot, to not have hung all the cards...and to be planning a casual buffet of all our favourite things in lieu of an enormous dinner.
My reduced family and I will visit my Dad, maybe have a brief videocall with our son, we will relax with some board games, go for a walk and binge something on TV and eat far too many desserts, and start making different memories for how our Christmas looks now!
And, dare I say it, I will think of the meaning of Christmas and be thankful. But I will also wonder who on earth would allow good people to be ravaged by this godforsaken disease and shed some tears .
And that's ok.
I don't wish to offend anyone and please do tell me if I have, but this feels a safe place to be truthful about how I really feel at Christmas time.
I need some grandkids!!
Love to you all xx
So this post is really just, in the spirit of Christmas, a message to all of us. It's ok, to let go of the old traditions if they no longer fit our family dynamic. If they make us feel super stressed from the relentless pressure to have the 'perfect' celebrations. If they make us feel sad rather than happy.
It's ok not to wrap copious pretty gifts, decorate lavishly and cook a 5 course meal!
Some of us have people at home who will become heartbreakingly confused or even aggressively agitated by the departure from the norm, the noise, the bustle, the people. Some of us will have loved ones in residential care homes, or nursing homes, or psych wards... who no longer know who we are or who are mithered by our visits. Some of us will have recent losses which are still too raw to bear. Some of us, bitterseet memories of Christmasses past that can no longer be.
So if that's you - and this year it is me, because my Dad is 'missing' and my son is overseas.... it's ok to not have decorated your tree properly yet (I haven't) to still be wrapping gifts, to be looking at the muddles that still haven't magically transformed into an instagram worthy festive photoshoot, to not have hung all the cards...and to be planning a casual buffet of all our favourite things in lieu of an enormous dinner.
My reduced family and I will visit my Dad, maybe have a brief videocall with our son, we will relax with some board games, go for a walk and binge something on TV and eat far too many desserts, and start making different memories for how our Christmas looks now!
And, dare I say it, I will think of the meaning of Christmas and be thankful. But I will also wonder who on earth would allow good people to be ravaged by this godforsaken disease and shed some tears .
And that's ok.
I don't wish to offend anyone and please do tell me if I have, but this feels a safe place to be truthful about how I really feel at Christmas time.
I need some grandkids!!
Love to you all xx