I am off again, talking to Richard sitting on the end of his bed and crying my eyes out, telling him I am dreading Christmas…I remember last Christmas saying to him I want a Christmas tree this year, because the way things were going ( his medical issues and my MS, I didn’t know where I might be this time next Christmas, in a care-home was always something on my mind if it gets worse ) I had told him " this might be our last Christmas together " so I want a tress and to decorate it, nothing large, well it was lovely to see our tree, we both enjoyed having it…Well my thoughts and words have come true, that was our last Christmas together, and it hurts so much, we even went to a church carol service, well this will never take place again, little did I know that one was to be our last…
Jackie…