Christmas for some is a very sad time, memories of the past always seem to re appear. For me my memories are of my children who all died before there time, 1 month, 23 years and 24 years. And its so sad as this was time of year they loved the best. But I would not change a thing, they gave me a new out look on life, taught me how to be a better and stronger person and to give not just take. They believed in christmas and all that it stands for in both the religious and Father christmas way. Many happy times I have to look back on, and its to those that I think of not the times when they had to suffer from the illness they had. Life delt them such a cruel blow,Juvenille Battens was such a cruel illness. But when I got cancer last year all I could think of was that what they suffered was far beyond anything i was was going through, they were the ones who pulled me through this dreaded ordeal, as I felt them with me all the way. I am the one who survived, not them. A parent never wants to go before their children its just not right. Today I give joy to the precious memories of them and thanks for making a stronger person who after time was able to cope with what life has thrown at me. Life is precious and no matter what may be we must try to cherish it.
I do not do blogs as such, but, for some reason today felt I needed to.
