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On the 12^th day of Christmas … we have a somewhat poignant post from It started with a squish.

Well, I know at Christmas I should be talking about all the merriment and delightful goings on which happen around this time of year. But, for many it’s also a time which reminds us of those who aren’t here to share these special holidays.

As some of you know, this year I lost my dear nanna and this will be our first Christmas without her. It’s so true that you don’t know what you have until they are gone and it’s sad you can’t genuinely convey how true this is unless you have lost someone yourself. So for me, this Christmas I can’t help think about the silly presents I won’t receive from her that I know she so lovingly and thoughtfully bought every year from the local markets. I can’t help think about not ever seeing my mums face when she gets given a dancing reindeer/Santa/snowman from her. I can’t help but stare at the chair at my parents she would always sit in doing her crosswords whilst smiling at Squish who would usually be running about like a mental case. I can’t help but feel like a piece of the magic is missing.

Although I am going to be very sad about all the things I will miss about my nanna, I’m also very thankful about the times we shared. I know a lot of people this time of year are probably going through the same thing so this post goes out to everyone who has that empty spot at the table for Christmas dinner this year. I raise a glass you and those loved ones who are gone but not forgotten.

“Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.”

(A quote from Washington Irving)