The weekend I was dreading has been and gone and I survived, not least down to my wonderful best friend and ‘baby girl’ Kerri and her family, without whom I would happily have curled up into a little ball and slept the whole was through.
I spent Christmas Day afternoon and evening with Kerri, her fiance, her mum and her mum’s partner – it was full of warmth and love and they all made me feel like a member of the family. Boxing Day was spent at our local village hall as Kerri’s gran hires it every year for a family meal (over 20 plus kids) and then we all let our hair down when I plugged in my karaoke. I still can’t believe how everyone joined in, including the kids, it was a real fun time.
I admit to looking around the room many times, as I realised that I was the only singleton there – even amid all of the fun and frivolity, I had to fight hard to keep that tinge of sadness away. But those feelings were fleeting; I felt privillaged to be a part of it all.
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