Black suit and tinsel.

Well I don’t know where to begin. Our Christmas has been truly horrible. My sister in law was diagnosed with a terminal brain tumour last year. She had an operation, then chemo, more chemo, everything to buy her a bit more time. But she took a turn for the worse over Christmas and now is on end of life care. Then on the 22nd of December my brother in law John died unexpectedly, three days before his birthday. He was a wonderful, warm-hearted man.We tried to make the best of Christmas day but it wasn’t easy. Life can be so sad at times can’t it, and so painful. Loss and grief are parts of living that nobody can escape. As you get older you know people around you are going to drop but it’s still such a shock. I know it’s a cliche, but life and relationships really are precious, fragile things. The trick is, you have to realize that before a love one dies I suppose. Time will do its thing, as time does. The initial sting fades but the hurt doesn’t really go away though, you just learn to live with it as best you can, and that has to do.

By Vinny

Middle aged geriatric from Hull, England.Slighty mad but aren't we all?

33 replies on “Black suit and tinsel.”

Vinny, this has been an awful time for you mate, and still is. Stay strong, stay philosophical and I hope that there is no more bad news coming your way for a long time. You’ve had more than your fair share recently. Chin up.

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Vinny, I’m sorry you’ve been facing such hard times on top of everything else that is going on in the world. Life can really throw it at you sometimes. Hope you find some peace and blessings in the quiet moments.

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No words, Vinny. At times like these they sound hollow and meaningless. We had a similar year back in 2018. Just about every awful thing that could happen to us happened. It does get easier over time but never goes away. My heart aches for what you’re enduring right now. Bless you.

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The ‘like’ button is entirely inappropriate as an expression of sympathy. Christmas is a sort of totem for a crossroads in the years. Excitement, occasion, joy sometimes, pain nearly always seem to coalesce at the threshold of winter. The road does go on, but a little emptier, a little steeper than before. All my good wishes go with you.

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