My 2017 in 100 Words

So, 2017 was all about being human, simplicity and leukaemia … still.  The leukaemia is always there but I consciously try not to give it the attention it craves.  Instead, I want to celebrate what it means to be human and the simplicity of this wonder.  The love between us, the kind gestures, the thoughtful words.  The simple “how are you?”, the smile of understanding or the time to chat and mull things over that are troubling; all of this void of judgement or criticism. Thank you to my trusted family, my loyal friends and new acquaintances for simply being human in 2017.

Now it’s your turn – sum up your 2017 in 100 words.  Who will be first?

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Why I’m Wishing you a Lovely, Imperfect Christmas

So this year, we are very much looking forward to a lovely imperfect Christmas.  We won’t be sharing out Christmas day with aunts, uncles, grandparents, nieces and nephews as is depicted on those oh so wonderful Christmas adverts.  We are not spending endless evenings with friends adorned with stylish winter wear drinking the finest mulled wine whilst regaling in laughter.  We will not be using words like stunning, magical or amazing to describe our festive season.

It’s not that I don’t like Christmas, I think it’s a lovely time of year.  What I don’t like is the pressure and stress the idea of a perfect Christmas causes individuals and families.  Whilst I would love to have all of my family around the table on Christmas Day I can’t.  It’s no one’s fault at all; time, distance and family dynamics make it impossible.  We can’t go out and enjoy endless evenings of indulgence because we simply can’t afford it, don’t have a babysitter and we are quite frankly shattered by 7 pm.  When superlatives are used it denotes that the experience or things are of the highest quality or degree which implies all else falls short.

Instead, this year we will be having a lovely and imperfect Christmas.  Just like a lovely weekend, a lovely night in or a lovely walk.  I look forward to experiencing the imperfections; it’s the imperfections that we remember and talk about in years to come.  We have had quite enough stress and anxiety of late; there is no way I’m going to let the notion of perfection cause anymore.

So, to those of you who are exhausted by work, shopping and preparations consider this instead.  Christmas will be just lovely as other aspects of your life are.  Lovely like the meal you had the other evening, lovely as your child’s smile this morning and as lovely as the conversation you had with a friend the other day. For those who will find this Christmas very different to those in years gone, either through illness, separation or loss we send you our love and strength and I hope you find comfort in something lovely over the festive season.

I hope you all find the lovely over Christmas and are able to smile through the superlatives and perfection that will be forced upon you.  Christmas is not a time for superiority or greatness; it is a time to be and enjoy the simplicity of loveliness.

Wishing you all a lovely and imperfect Christmas!