Home Alone Christmas

Home Alone Christmas

I’m not gonna lie. I had sincerely hoped to spend Christmas with family this year. 

Last Christmas was the worst Christmas on record for me. My late husband was trying to adjust to side effects from yet another clinical trial. My meagre care-taking abilities were sorely tapped. Both of us were valiantly pretending holiday spirit and neither of us were fooled.

So, yes, I had been hoping to spend this year enjoying good food, comfort and cheer with various parts of my family.

However, I cannot in good conscience join any other households. When I hear the provincial medical advisors practically begging everyone to stay home for the holidays I cannot assume that they don’t mean me.

I will admit to having had a mini pity party for myself. And then I got a grip.

How will I design my first solo Christmas? 

Well, I will toast myself with single malt Scotch. I will cook some of my favourite things. I will buy myself a wee giftie or two and I will pack an extra special bag for the local food bank.

And then I will bring to mind the fact that I have much to be grateful for. Friends, family, physical comforts; I am fortunate — all those basic needs are generously covered. What am I really grateful for? 

Health. This, of all years, I am very grateful to be fit and healthy. 

What are you most grateful for?

Stay safe everyone.

I will be taking a short break, returning January 10, 2021. I wish all of you the best of celebrations for the holiday season, and let’s not forget to toast to a Happy New Year, Auld Lang Syne.

Anne Milne is an every Sunday blogger.  Facebook or Twitter.