I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. (Reply).
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Sometimes those cheesy Christmas films help and sometimes the fact that Christmas comes relentlessly on and we are forced to take the annual steps, even when we are flagging help us, too - on some level. I was lucky enough to spend last night with my parents and they both spoke poignantly of their beloved mothers, decades gone... still loved and still missed.
Bless you and your dear family this Christmas, and the many more Christmases to come.