This is going to be the third Christmas since my husband died. Silly as it sounds, there are 2 things that have changed at Christmas, apart from the obvious, that he`s not here. On Christmas Eve, we`d bring all the parcels downstairs ready for the morning, I`d have the easy job of sitting there and handing them to him saying who they were for, and he`d put them on the appropriate piles. Then on Christmas morning, I still miss him handing me my presents from him, and telling me in which order to open them. I don`t think that that will ever go away.
Is it me or am I getting mixed messages
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