Grateful it's all over! I don't celebrate christmas now. It's a painful time. Memories of just a few which were just ok, but most in my life have been either lonely, or unhappy. Now that I have chucked into the rubbish bin all that business about a baby being born without a man having had sex with the mother; and the idea that someone is up in the sky ready to spank me for doing something others say I shouldn't; it's a sort of freedom, but it can be very lonely.
Now I can get back to some routines, and this makes me cheerful already.