As you know, you and I both share the loss of a child - my son was 28 when he died unexpectedly last year, I lost my mum 3 years ago. The hardest part is how the world keeps on turning when the pain is so bad isn't it? Time dulls the rawness but that ache never goes away. My thoughts are with you xx
When our kids grew up, and had their own partners, children, we were adamant that on Christmas day, they should spend it with their own families, not with us. There was a level of selfishness with that too, we had done the 4am wake up call and all the other such delights for many years, now we wanted to flop around in pyjamas until silly o' clock and eat when we wanted to eat. But more than anything, we felt that there is too much pressure placed on both sides to be together on Christmas Day, when what people really want to do is their own thing! The fact that it is one of the worst times of year for arguments and domestic incidents also backs that up.
I guess I'm like most, I loathe the commercialism. But what I love about it is the fact I'm still here to see it. I nearly lost my life last year and it makes me more appreciative of what is important, and what's not.