Christmas... a time to remember

Every Christmas, my mum visits the local Mearns Cemetery and leaves a Christmas wreath for her mum (my grandmother, who died in 1959, aged only 53 years old, who, I unfortunately did not have the opportunity to meet). However, as my mum is too frail to make it to the cemetery this year, I did it instead.

While Christmas is undoubtedly a joyful time, especially for children, it’s also a time to remember those no longer with us, and look back to happy memories of Christmas past.

Sorry, for being so melancholy today.

Anyway, I hope you have had a good day.