Here i am 5.30 am and crying my eyes out as i get out of bed and crying over someone s r recommendation of a local Christmas Day dinner for the singles and lonely which i have contacted but wont have transport, i am not holding out any hopes as this charity-organisation attached to a local church have never helped me in the past due to my location…I am crying as i remember me and my Richards Christmas days back home with our three dogs, i cant bare the thought that i maybe with a load of strangers, maybe some i will recognise and sitting down having a Christmas dinner together when i should be relaxing in my own home opening all our presents, enjoying playing with the dogs, opening our presents together, me and Richard, Richard doing the dinner, me dishing up, doing the dogs dinners with our Christmas foods, oh how they looked forwards to this, then i would do the washing up, but firstly in the morning we would open our presents, i would open the dogs presents, always one edible and a toy that each one would enjoy, a small glass of baileys, a mince pie, to say i just want to hibernate on Christmas Day until the day is over is what i want to do not spend what should have been OUR day with strangers…
Jackie…