When I first heard the relaxation of rules for Christmas I was overjoyed. I have never spent a Christmas without one of my children. And since grandchildren have come along we now have our own fabulous 5 day Christmas of new traditions combined with some from when my girls were young.
However, as time has passed I have become more and more anxious to the extent that I have now told them I won’t be attending. It has broken me. Heart and head.
I know there is no way I can be even in their vicinity without hugging and smelling my 4 grandchildren, holding and squeezing my daughters and sons in law.
I have not left my home, other than for a few weeks in the summer when I would drive from my driveway to theirs, since before lockdown in March. So, I had a talk with myself and decided, for once in my life, to go with my head.
I am not paranoid, but we have done everything by the book for 9 months and to throw it all away for 5 days does seem a waste of everything we have done.
Every day, more than once, I nearly change my mind - but I know it’s the right thing to do
One son in law is a firefighter, and although they are all checked before they start work no one knows what they are leaving work with. All 4 grandchildren are at school and nursery and because I haven’t mixed with people for so long I am suspecting my immune system has gone to sleep.
Roll on my turn in the queue for vaccine. I’m 64 so at least I am nearer the top of the list than the bottom.
And thank goodness for modern technology